A collection of select pieces from the Spectator, Tatler, Guardian, Dryden and Pope, for schools [T128606] [ECCO]

DMI number:

1409

Publication Date:

1765

Volume Number:

1 of 1

ESTC number:

T128606

EEBO/ECCO link:

CW125453591

Full Title:

A | COLLECTION | OF | SELECT PIECES | FROM | THE SPECTATORS, TATLER, GUARDIAN, | the Works of DRYDEN and POPE, and | from ROLLIN'S Method of teaching and | studying the BELLES LETTRES, and his | UNIVERSAL HISTORY. | For the USE of | ENGLISH SCHOOLS. | By JOHN WARDEN, Teacher of English. | EDINBURGH: | Printed for ALEXANDER DONALDSON, | and Sold at his shops in [i]London[/i] and [i]Edinburgh[/i]. | M D C C L X V.

Place of Publication:

Edinburgh

Genres:

Collection including prose

Format:

Duodecimo

Pagination:

[2], 3-300.

Bibliographic details:

First edition.

Comments:

CONTENTS: Title-page; prose essays containing verse [pp.3-277]; Verse translations of Homer and Virgil [pp.278-288]; Miscellaneous verse [pp.288-300].

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Publisher:

Alexander Donaldson

Confidence:

Absolute (100%)

Comments:

Content/Publication

First Line:

Choose for thy command

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p.6

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[no title]

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Mr. Dryden hints at this obsolete kind of wit in one of the following verses in his Mac Flecno

Attributed To:

John Dryden

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He raged and kept as heavy a coil as

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pp.10-11

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[no title]

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Others apart sat on a hill retired

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p.77

Poem Title:

[no title]

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Milton

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John Milton

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The spacious firmament on high

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pp.104-105

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[no title]

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When rising from the bed of death

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p.143

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[no title]

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Along their face

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p.278

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

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To close the pomp Aethon the steed of state

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p.278

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dryden.

Attributed To:

John Dryden

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Black choler filled his breast that boiled with ire

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p.278.

Poem Title:

[none]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

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He spoke and awful bends his sable brows

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p.278-279

Poem Title:

[no title]

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Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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Hector this heard returned without delay

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p.279-280

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[no title]

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Yet while my Hector still survives I see

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p.280

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[no title]

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The illustrious prince of Troy

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p.280

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

Then as a hungry lion who beholds

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p.281

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dr.

Attributed To:

John Dryden

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Far as a shepherd from some point on high

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p.281

Poem Title:

[no title]

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Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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Him approaching near

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p.281

Poem Title:

[no title]

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Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

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Him Menelaus loved of Mars espies

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p.281

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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The wanton courser thus with reins unbound

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p.282

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

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Not attributed

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And as when heavy sleep has closed the sight

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pp.282-283

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dr.

Attributed To:

John Dryden

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As when some peasant in a bushy brake

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p.282

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dr.

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John Dryden

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Freed from his keepers thus with broken reins

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p.282

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dr.

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John Dryden

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As men in slumbers seem with speedy pace

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p.282

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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Like a fair flower by the keen share oppressed

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p.283

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Dr.

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John Dryden

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As full blown poppies overcharged with rain

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p.283

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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As the bold bird her helpless young attends

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p.283

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

Hence let us go why waste we time in vain

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pp.283-284

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

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Sad tidings son of Peleus thou must hear

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p.284

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[no title]

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Ah think thou favoured of the powers divine

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pp.284-285

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[no title]

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Pope.

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Alexander Pope

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Aurora now fair daughter of the dawn

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pp.285-286

Poem Title:

[no title]

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Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

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I joy to mingle where the battle bleeds

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p.286

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

Man is born to bear

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p.286

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

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Strife and debate thy restless soul employ

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pp.286-287

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

Now be thy rage thy fatal rage resigned

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p.287

Poem Title:

[no title]

Attribution:

Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

Awake my Laelius leave all meaner things

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pp.288-295

Poem Title:

An Essay on Man,

Attribution:

by Mr Pope.

Attributed To:

Alexander Pope

First Line:

O happy if he knew his happy state

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pp.295-298

Poem Title:

A Panegyric on a Country-life,

Attribution:

by Mr Dryden.

Attributed To:

John Dryden

First Line:

It must be so Plato thou reasonst well

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pp.299-300

Poem Title:

[no title]

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First Line:

Come on sir | Here's the place stand still how fearful

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p.300

Poem Title:

A Speech of Edgar's in King Lear.

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