 He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left: And He, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning...  The Merry Monarch: Or, England Under Charles II. Its Art, Literature, and ... - Seite 280von William Henry Davenport Adams - 1885Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 192 Seiten
...appear, And strains from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year; He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing...fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad : All these, my modest Satire bad translate, And own'd that nine such poets made a Tate.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 168 Seiten
...appear, And strains from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year; He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing...fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad : All these, my modest Satire bad translate, . And own'd that nine such poets made a... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 744 Seiten
...appear. And strains from hard-bound brains eight lines a year ; He who, still wanting, though he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing...but blunders round about a meaning : And he, whose fustian 's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose rim mad : 1 ' A Persian tale : ' Ambrose Philips... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 Seiten
...strains, from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year; He who still wanting, though he lives on thi-ft, v ; The water is calm and still below, For the winds and waves are absent there, And the loaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning : And he whose fustian 's so sublimely bad,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1873 - 590 Seiten
...And He, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, 185 Means not, but blunders round about a meaning7: And He, whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not Poetry, but prose run mad8: All these, my modest Satire bade translate9, And own'd that nine such Poets made a... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 Seiten
...Leave such to tune their own dull rhymes, and know What's roundly smooth, and languishingly slow. POPE. He who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not,...fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad. POPE. True expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 840 Seiten
...appear, And strains from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year He, who, still wanting, though he lives q! fustian 's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad : All these, my modest satire bad... | |
 | 1877 - 362 Seiten
...is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing. — ED. BUKKE. — Meaus not, but blunders round about a meaning And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not POETKY, but prose run mad. — POPE, Ta Arbuthnot. Poets. — Blessings be with them, and eternal praise,... | |
 | 1878 - 446 Seiten
...appear, And strains, from hard-bound brains, eight lines a year; He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing...fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad : All these, my modest Satire bade translate, And own'd that nine such Poets made a Tate.... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 Seiten
...Leave such to tune their own dull rhymes, and know What's roundly smooth, and languishingly slow. POPE. He who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not,...fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad. POPE. True expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines... | |
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