An essay on man [by A. Pope]. With some humourous verses on the death of dean Swift, written by himself
Printed, & sold by the Booksellers of London & Westminster, 1736 - 32 pagine
Cosa dicono le persone - Scrivi una recensione
Nessuna recensione trovata nei soliti posti.
Altre edizioni - Visualizza tutto
An Essay on Man [By A. Pope]. with Some Humourous Verses on the Death of ...
Anteprima non disponibile - 2015
An Essay on Man [by A. Pope]. with Some Humourous Verses on the Death of ...
Anteprima non disponibile - 2018
Parole e frasi comuni
acts alike Angels bear Beaſt beft Behold better Bleffing bleft Blifs Body Breath common Content Creature dead Dean Death Earth EPISTLE equal eternal ev'ry Faith fall fame Fear feel ferves fhall fhould fince firft fome Fool Forms Friend ftill fuch future gain gives Government grows half Happineſs happy Head Heart Heav'n himſelf Hope Hour human Individuals Inftinct Judge Juft Kind Kings Laws lies living Lord Love Man's Mankind Mind moral muft muſt Name Nature Nature's never o'er ORDER Paffion Pain perfect Perhaps Place Pleaſure Point Poor Pow'r Pride Principle proper proud Providence Reafon rife Self-Love Senfe Society Soul ſtill Syftem taught tell thee theſe Things thinks thofe thoſe thou thought thro Touch true turns Vice View Virtue Wants weak whofe Whole wife World
Pagina 9 - With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
Pagina 30 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit...
Pagina 10 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
Pagina 27 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Pagina 28 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave.
Pagina 2 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, "Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Pagina 10 - Man, but for that, no action could attend, And, but for this, were active to no end: Fix'd like a plant on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate, and rot: Or, meteor-like, flame lawless through the void, Destroying others, by himself destroy'd.
Pagina 27 - The friar hooded, and the monarch crown'd. " What differ more (you cry) than crown and cowl !" I'll tell you, friend ! a wise man and a fool.
Pagina 18 - Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.
Pagina 1 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot Folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.