THE WORKS OF Alexander Pope Esq, Band 2H. LINTOT, J. and R. TONSON, and S. DRAPER, 1751 - 272 Seiten |
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... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : 150 A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kiffes , give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blufh to mention these , Yet ...
... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : 150 A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kiffes , give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blufh to mention these , Yet ...
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... round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : grown , 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 keep , And pitying faints ...
... round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : grown , 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 keep , And pitying faints ...
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... round her throws 165 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 , Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes a browner horror on ...
... round her throws 165 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 , Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes a browner horror on ...
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... round thy phantom glue my clafping arms . I wake : --- no more I hear , no more I view , 235 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 ...
... round thy phantom glue my clafping arms . I wake : --- no more I hear , no more I view , 235 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 ...
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... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the duft I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : foul : 280 Come , if thou dar'ft , all ...
... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the duft I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : foul : 280 Come , if thou dar'ft , all ...