Alexander Pope ( 10 of 261 )
. . . th' approach of night
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews read more
. . . th' approach of night
The skies yet blushing with departing light,
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade,
And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade.
I was not born for Courts or great affairs;
I pay my debts, believe, and say my pray'rs.
I was not born for Courts or great affairs;
I pay my debts, believe, and say my pray'rs.
Destroy his fib, or sophistry--in vain!
The creature's at his dirty work again.
Destroy his fib, or sophistry--in vain!
The creature's at his dirty work again.
The flying rumours gather'd as the roll'd,
Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told;
And all read more
The flying rumours gather'd as the roll'd,
Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told;
And all who told it added something new.
And all who heard it made enlargements too.
Who would not praise Patrico's high desert,
His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart,
His comprehensive head? all read more
Who would not praise Patrico's high desert,
His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart,
His comprehensive head? all interests weigh'd,
All Europe sav'd, yet Britain not betray'd.
Say, will the falcon, stooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove?
Admires the read more
Say, will the falcon, stooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove?
Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings?
Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings?
Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm.
On wings of wind came flying all abroad.
On wings of wind came flying all abroad.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
The balmy zephyrs, silent since her death,
Lament the ceasing of a sweeter breath.
"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word,
And lo! two puddings smok'd upon the board.
"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word,
And lo! two puddings smok'd upon the board.
