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Deep in a dungeon was the captive cast, Deprived of day, and held in fetters fast.
Dryden.
So, speechless, for a little space he lay.
Dryden.
One laced the helm, another held the lance.
Dryden.
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.
Pope.
Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Pope.
Soft as the slumbers of a saint forgiven.
Pope.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree ?
Pope.
We conquered France, but felt our captive's charms.
Pope.
In the following verse Pope employs it skilfully in an elaborate onomatopeia:
Up the h'gh hill he heaves a huge round stone.
Alliteration enters largely as a melodic element into all our modern poetry, but for the most part its effect is more artfully concealed. No doubt it is often employed unconsciously, for in the choice of words association as well as sound affects the |
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