The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... turn'd to heav'n , I weep my past offence , Now think of thee , and curfe my innocence . Of all affliction taught a lover yet , ' Tis fure the hardeft fcience to forget ! How fhall I lofe the fin , yet keep the fenfe , And love th ...
... turn'd to heav'n , I weep my past offence , Now think of thee , and curfe my innocence . Of all affliction taught a lover yet , ' Tis fure the hardeft fcience to forget ! How fhall I lofe the fin , yet keep the fenfe , And love th ...
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... turn my view ? The dear Ideas , where I fly , pursue , Rife in the grove , before the altar rife , Stain all my foul , and wanton in my eyes . I waste the Matin lamp in fighs for thee , Thy image steals between my God and me , Thy voice ...
... turn my view ? The dear Ideas , where I fly , pursue , Rife in the grove , before the altar rife , Stain all my foul , and wanton in my eyes . I waste the Matin lamp in fighs for thee , Thy image steals between my God and me , Thy voice ...
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... turn'd the mansion round ; With ceaseless noife the ringing walls refound ; Not less in number were the fpacious doors , 420 Than leaves on trees , or fands upon the fhores ; 425 Which ftill unfolded stand , by night , by day , Pervious ...
... turn'd the mansion round ; With ceaseless noife the ringing walls refound ; Not less in number were the fpacious doors , 420 Than leaves on trees , or fands upon the fhores ; 425 Which ftill unfolded stand , by night , by day , Pervious ...
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... turn , impels the next above ; Thro ' undulating air the founds are sent , And spread o'er all the fluid element . There various news I heard of love and ftrife , Of peace and war , health , sickness , death , and life , IMITATIONS ...
... turn , impels the next above ; Thro ' undulating air the founds are sent , And spread o'er all the fluid element . There various news I heard of love and ftrife , Of peace and war , health , sickness , death , and life , IMITATIONS ...
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... turns of fortune , changes in the ftate , The falls of fav'rites , projects of the great , Of old mismanagements , taxations new : All neither wholly false , nor wholly true . Above , below , without , within , around , Confus'd ...
... turns of fortune , changes in the ftate , The falls of fav'rites , projects of the great , Of old mismanagements , taxations new : All neither wholly false , nor wholly true . Above , below , without , within , around , Confus'd ...
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Seite 30 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God.
Seite 31 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens 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 the woods.
Seite 19 - Phaon's hate, And hope from seas and rocks a milder fate. Ye gentle gales, beneath my body blow, And softly lay me on the waves below!
Seite 29 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Seite 26 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Seite 36 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign, Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine.
Seite 39 - When this rebellious heart shall beat no more; If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And drink the falling tears each other sheds, 350 Then sadly say, with mutual pity mov'd, "Oh may we never love as these have lov'd!
Seite 29 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Seite 26 - Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes.
Seite 31 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze...