The Works of the English Poets: Pope's Homer

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Page 6 - How fertile will that imagination appear which was able to clothe all the properties of elements, the qualifications of the mind, the virtues and vices, in forms and persons, and to introduce them into actions agreeable to the nature of the things they shadowed?
Page 10 - ... together by the extent and fecundity of his imagination ; to which all things, in their various views, presented themselves in an instant, and had their impressions taken off to perfection at a heat...
Page 13 - Thus his measures, instead of being fetters to his sense, were always in readiness to run along with the warmth of his rapture, and even to give a farther representation of his notions, in the correspondence of their sounds to what they signified.
Page 29 - I doubt not many have been led into that error by the shortness of it, which proceeds not from his following the original line by line, but from the contractions above mentioned.
Page 266 - But thou, O king, to council call the old; Great is thy sway, and weighty are thy cares; Thy high commands must spirit all our wars. With Thracian wines recruit thy honour'd guests, For happy counsels flow from sober feasts.
Page 1 - Nature to more regularity, and such a figure, which the common eye may better take in, and is therefore more entertained with. And perhaps the reason why common...
Page 5 - If he has given a regular catalogue of an army, they all draw up their forces in the same order.
Page 2 - If some things are too luxuriant it is owing to the richness of the soil; and if others are not arrived to perfection or maturity, it is only because they are overrun and oppressed by those of a stronger nature.
Page 30 - However, had he translated the whole work, I would no more have attempted Homer after him than Virgil, his Version of whom (notwithstanding some human errors) is the most noble and spirited translation I know in any language.
Page 237 - Olympus' cloudy tops arise. The sire of gods his awful silence broke, The heavens, attentive, trembled as he spoke : "Celestial states, immortal gods, give ear! Hear our decree, and reverence what ye hear ! The fix'd decree, which not all heaven can move ; Thou, Fate ! fulfil it ; and, ye powers, approve...

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