The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in mufic finds , Mufic has charms alone for peaceful minds . 1 Nec me Pyrrhiades Methymniadesve puellae , 15 Nec me Lesbiadum A 2.
... to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in mufic finds , Mufic has charms alone for peaceful minds . 1 Nec me Pyrrhiades Methymniadesve puellae , 15 Nec me Lesbiadum A 2.
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... charms fur- prize , Those heav'nly looks , and dear deluding eyes ? The harp and bow would you like Phœbus bear , A brighter Phœbus Phaon might appear ; Would you with ivy wreath your flowing hair , 25 Not Bacchus ' felf with Phaon ...
... charms fur- prize , Those heav'nly looks , and dear deluding eyes ? The harp and bow would you like Phœbus bear , A brighter Phœbus Phaon might appear ; Would you with ivy wreath your flowing hair , 25 Not Bacchus ' felf with Phaon ...
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... charms thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none , alas ! by none thou canst be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd ...
... charms thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none , alas ! by none thou canst be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd ...
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... charms like thine which all my foul have won , Who might not --- ah ! who would not be undone ; For those Aurora Cephalus might icorn , And with fresh blushes paint the confcious morn . For those might Cynthia lengthen Phaon's fleep ...
... charms like thine which all my foul have won , Who might not --- ah ! who would not be undone ; For those Aurora Cephalus might icorn , And with fresh blushes paint the confcious morn . For those might Cynthia lengthen Phaon's fleep ...
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... charms , Reftores fair deferter to my arms ! my Then 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 ...
... charms , Reftores fair deferter to my arms ! my Then 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 ...
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Seite 30 - 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 28 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Seite 30 - The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wand'ring 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 ; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
Seite 59 - The figur'd games of Greece the column grace, Neptune and Jove survey the rapid race. The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ; The fiery steeds seem starting from the stone ; The champions in distorted postures threat ; 220 And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
Seite 35 - 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 25 - 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 33 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro...
Seite 35 - When from the cenfer clouds of fragrance roll, And fwelling organs lift the rifing foul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priefts, tapers, temples, fwim before my fight : In feas of flame my plunging foul is drown'd, 275 While Altars blaze, and Angels tremble round.
Seite 27 - em all: Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove; No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
Seite 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...