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The Dunciad. Book iii. Line 109.
All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame.[331:2]
The Dunciad. Book iii. Line 158.
Silence, ye wolves! while Ralph to Cynthia howls,
And makes night hideous;[331:3]—answer him, ye owls!
The Dunciad. Book iii. Line 165.
And proud his mistress' order to perform,
Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.[331:4]
The Dunciad. Book iii. Line 263.
A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.[331:5]
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 90.
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How sweet an Ovid, Murray was our boast!
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 169.
The right divine of kings to govern wrong.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 188.
Stuff the head
With all such reading as was never read:
For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it,
And write about it, goddess, and about it.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 249.
To happy convents bosom'd deep in vines,
Where slumber abbots purple as their wines.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 301.
Led by my hand, he saunter'd Europe round,
And gather'd every vice on Christian ground.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 311.
Judicious drank, and greatly daring din'd.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 318.
Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair,
And heard thy everlasting yawn confess
The pains and penalties of idleness.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 342.
E'en Palinurus nodded at the helm.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 614.
Religion blushing, veils her sacred fires,
And unawares Morality expires.
Nor public flame nor private dares to shine;
Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine!
Lo! thy dread empire Chaos is restor'd,
Light dies before thy uncreating word;
Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall,
And universal darkness buries all.
The Dunciad. Book iv. Line 649.
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Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid,
Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 51.
Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,
And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 57.
And truths divine came mended from that tongue.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 66.
Curse on all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free as air at sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 74.
And love the offender, yet detest the offence.[333:1]
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 192.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 207.
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight;
Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.[333:2]
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 273.
See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll,
Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul.
Eloisa to Abelard. Line 323.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.[333:3]
Eloisa to Abelard. Last line.
Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd,
But as the world, harmoniously confus'd,
Where order in variety we see,
And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Windsor Forest. Line 13.
A mighty hunter, and his prey was man.
Windsor Forest. Line 61.
From old Belerium to the northern main.
Windsor Forest. Line 316.
Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favours call;
She comes unlooked for if she comes at all.
The Temple of Fame. Line 513.
Unblemish'd let me live, or die unknown;
O grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
The Temple of Fame. Last line.
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I am his Highness' dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
On the Collar of a Dog.
There, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell:
We thrive at Westminster on fools like you;
'T was a fat oyster,—live in peace,—adieu.[334:1]
Verbatim from Boileau.
Father of all! in every age,
In every clime adored,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
Jehovah, Jove, or Lord.
The Universal Prayer. Stanza 1.
Thou great First Cause, least understood.
The Universal Prayer. Stanza 2.
And binding Nature fast in fate,
Left free the human will.
The Universal Prayer. Stanza 3.
And deal damnation round the land.
The Universal Prayer. Stanza 7.
Teach me to feel another's woe,
To hide the fault I see;
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.[334:2]
The Universal Prayer. Stanza 10.
Happy the man whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound.
Ode on Solitude.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,
Thus unlamented let me die;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
Ode on Solitude.
Vital spark of heavenly flame!
Quit, O quit this mortal frame!
The Dying Christian to his Soul.
Hark! they whisper; angels say,
Sister spirit, come away!
The Dying Christian to his Soul.
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Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
The Dying Christian to his Soul.
Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!
O grave! where is thy victory?
O death! where is thy sting?
The Dying Christian to his Soul.
What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade
Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?[335:1]
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 1.
Is there no bright reversion in the sky
For those who greatly think, or bravely die?
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 9.
The glorious fault of angels and of gods.
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 14.
So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow
For others' good, or melt at others' woe.[335:2]
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 45.
By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd,
By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd,
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd,
By strangers honoured, and by strangers mourn'd!
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 51.
And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 57.
How lov'd, how honour'd once avails thee not,
To whom related, or by whom begot;
A heap of dust alone remains of thee:
'T is all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 71.
Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung,
Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue.
Epistle to Robert, Earl of Oxford.
Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide,
Or gave his father grief but when he died.
Epitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt.
The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died.
Epitaph on Mrs. Corbet.
Of manners gentle, of affections mild;
In wit a man, simplicity a child.[335:3]
Epitaph on Gay.
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A brave man struggling in the storms of fate,
And greatly falling with a falling state.
While Cato gives his little senate laws,
What bosom beats not in his country's cause?
Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato.
The mouse that always trusts to one poor hole
Can never be a mouse of any soul.[336:1]
The Wife of Bath. Her Prologue. Line 298.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
The Wife of Bath. Her Prologue. Line 369.
You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come;
Knock as you please, there 's nobody at home.[336:2]
Epigram.
For he lives twice who can at once employ
The present well, and e'en the past enjoy.[336:3]
Imitation of Martial.
Who dared to love their country, and be poor.
On his Grotto at Twickenham.
Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few.[336:4]
Thoughts on Various Subjects.
I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.
Thoughts on Various Subjects.
Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!
The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 1.
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The distant Trojans never injur'd me.
The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 200.
Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd.
The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 332.
Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod,—
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 684.
And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the skies.[337:1]
The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 771.
Thick as autumnal leaves or driving sand.
The Iliad of Homer. Book ii. Line 970.
Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage,
But wise through time, and narrative with age,
In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice,—
A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iii. Line 199.
She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iii. Line 208.
Ajax the great . . . .
Himself a host.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iii. Line 293.
Plough the watery deep.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iii. Line 357.
The day shall come, that great avenging day
Which Troy's proud glories in the dust shall lay,
When Priam's powers and Priam's self shall fall,
And one prodigious ruin swallow all.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iv. Line 196.
First in the fight and every graceful deed.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iv. Line 295.
The first in banquets, but the last in fight.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iv. Line 401.
Gods! How the son degenerates from the sire!
The Iliad of Homer. Book iv. Line 451.
With all its beauteous honours on its head.
The Iliad of Homer. Book iv. Line 557.
A wealthy priest, but rich without a fault.
The Iliad of Homer. Book v. Line 16.
Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise,—
Such men as live in these degenerate days.[337:2]
The Iliad of Homer. Book v. Line 371.
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Whose little body lodg'd a mighty mind.
The Iliad of Homer. Book v. Line 999.
He held his seat,—a friend to human race.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 18.
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,—
Now green in youth, now withering on the ground;[338:1]
Another race the following spring supplies:
They fall successive, and successive rise.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 181.
Inflaming wine, pernicious to mankind.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 330.
If yet not lost to all the sense of shame.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 350.
'T is man's to fight, but Heaven's to give success.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 427.
The young Astyanax, the hope of Troy.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 467.
Yet while my Hector still survives, I see
My father, mother, brethren, all, in thee.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 544.
Andromache! my soul's far better part.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vi. Line 624.
He from whose lips divine persuasion flows.
The Iliad of Homer. Book vii.
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