The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, Band 2A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, H. Lintot, and C. Bathurst, 1757 |
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... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kiffes give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while ...
... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kiffes give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while ...
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... whofe darkfome round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks , which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns fhagg'd with horrid thorn ! 20` ! Shrines ! where their vigils pale - ey'd virgins ( 25 )
... whofe darkfome round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks , which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns fhagg'd with horrid thorn ! 20` ! Shrines ! where their vigils pale - ey'd virgins ( 25 )
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... round her throws A death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy prefence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD . 31.
... round her throws A death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy prefence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD . 31.
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... round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : -no more I hear , no more I view , The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I fay : I ftretch my empty arms ; it glides away . To dream once more I ...
... round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : -no more I hear , no more I view , The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I fay : I ftretch my empty arms ; it glides away . To dream once more I ...
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... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops juft gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the dust I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : Come , if thou dar'ft , all charming as ...
... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops juft gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the dust I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : Come , if thou dar'ft , all charming as ...