Identifier: rapeoflockheroic00popeuoft (find matches)
Title: The rape of the lock : an heroi-comical poem in five cantos
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Pope, Alexander, 1688-1744 Beardsley, Aubrey, 1872-1898
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Publisher: London : Leonard Smithers
Contributing Library: Dorothy H. Hoover Library, Ontario College of Art & Design
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e ; 145 These set the Head, and those divide the Hair, Some fold the Sleeve, whilst others plait the Gown ; And Bettys praisd for labours not her own. CANTO II NOT with more Glories, in th Ethereal Plain,The Sun first rises oer the purpled Main,Than issuing forth, the Rival of his BeamsLaunchd on the Bosom of the Silver Thames.Fair Nymphs, and well-drest Youths around her shone, sBut evry Eye was fixd on her alone.On her white Breast a sparkling Cross she wore,Which yi?w^ might kiss, and Infidels adore.Her lively Looks a sprightly Mind disclose,Quick as her Eyes, and as unfixd as those : ro Favours to none, to all she Smiles extends,Oft she rejects, but never once offends.Bright as the Sun, her Eyes the Gazers strike.And, like the Sun, they shine on all alike.Yet graceful Ease, and Sweetness void of Pride, 15 Might hide her Faults, if Belles had Faults to hide :If to her share some Female Errors fall.Look on her Face, and youll forget em all. This Nymph, to the Destruction of Mankind,
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CANTO 11 9 Nourishd two Locks which graceful hung behind io In equal Curls, and well conspird to deck With shining Ringlets the smooth Ivry Neck. Love in these Labyrinths his Slaves detains, And mighty Hearts are held in slender Chains. With hairy sprindges we the Birds betray, 25 Slight lines of Hair surprise the Finny Prey, Fair Tresses Mans Imperial Race insnare. And Beauty draws us with a single Hair. Th Adventrous Baron the bright Locks admird,He saw, he wishd, and to the Prize aspird : 30 Resolvd to win, he meditates the way.By Force to ravish, or by Fraud betray;For when Success a Lovers Toil attends.Few ask, if Fraud or Force attaind his Ends. For this, ere Phosbus rose, he had implord 35 Propitious Heavn, and evry Powr adord,But chiefly Love—to Love an Altar built,Of twelve Vcist French Romances, neatly gilt.There lay three Garters, half a Pair of Gloves,And all the Trophies of his former Loves. 40 With tender Billet-doux he lights the Pyre,And breathes three amrous Sighs t

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