Alexander Pope: Minor poems Edited by Norman Ault: Completed by John Butt |
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LINES FROM The Art of Sinking. |
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LINES FROM The Art of Sinking.
Who knocks at the Door?
For whom thus rudely pleads my loud-tongu'd Gate,That he may enter?—
Shut the Door.
The wooden Guardian of our PrivacyQuick on its Axle turn.—
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Bring my Cloaths.
Bring me what Nature, Taylor to the Bear,To Man himself deny'd: She gave me Cold,
But would not give me Cloaths.—
Light the Fire.
Bring forth some Remnant of Promethean theft,Quick to expand th'inclement Air congeal'd
By Boreas's rude breath.—
Snuff the Candle.
Yon Luminary Amputation needs,Thus shall you save its half-extinguish'd Life.
Uncork the Bottle, and chip the Bread.
Apply thine Engine to the spungy Door,Set Bacchus from his glassy Prison free,
And strip white Ceres of her nut-brown Coat.
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