The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... dame : Nymphs that in verse no more could rival me , 30 Than ev'n thofe Gods contend in charms with thee . The Mufes teach me all their foftest lays , And the wide world refounds with Sappho's praise . Tho ' great Alcæus more fublimely ...
... dame : Nymphs that in verse no more could rival me , 30 Than ev'n thofe Gods contend in charms with thee . The Mufes teach me all their foftest lays , And the wide world refounds with Sappho's praise . Tho ' great Alcæus more fublimely ...
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... dame Infpir'd young Perfeus with a gen'rous flame ; Turtles and doves of diff'ring hues unite , And gloffy jet is pair'd with shining white . If to no charms thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none ...
... dame Infpir'd young Perfeus with a gen'rous flame ; Turtles and doves of diff'ring hues unite , And gloffy jet is pair'd with shining white . If to no charms thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none ...
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... dame ? But ah beware , Sicilian nymphs ! nor boast That wand'ring heart which I fo lately loft ; Nor be with all those tempting words abus'd , Those tempting words were all to Sappho us'd . And you that rule Sicilia's happy plains ...
... dame ? But ah beware , Sicilian nymphs ! nor boast That wand'ring heart which I fo lately loft ; Nor be with all those tempting words abus'd , Those tempting words were all to Sappho us'd . And you that rule Sicilia's happy plains ...
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... then complain , Now fwell to rage , now melt in tears again . Not fiercer pangs distract the mournful dame , Whofe firft - born infant feeds the fun'ral flame . Gaudet et e noftro crefcit moerore Charaxus 135 Frater ; SAPPHOTO PHAON . 13.
... then complain , Now fwell to rage , now melt in tears again . Not fiercer pangs distract the mournful dame , Whofe firft - born infant feeds the fun'ral flame . Gaudet et e noftro crefcit moerore Charaxus 135 Frater ; SAPPHOTO PHAON . 13.
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... dame , Auguft her deed , and facred be her fame ; Before true paffion all thofe views remove , Fame , wealth , and honour ! what are you to Love ? NOTES . VER . 66. And truths divine , etc. ] He was her Preceptor in Philofophy and ...
... dame , Auguft her deed , and facred be her fame ; Before true paffion all thofe views remove , Fame , wealth , and honour ! what are you to Love ? NOTES . VER . 66. And truths divine , etc. ] He was her Preceptor in Philofophy and ...
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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...