...vast buckle for his widow's gown : Her infant grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew; Then in a bodkin grac'd her..." (he cry'd) " insulting foe ! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low, Nor think, to die dejects my lofty mind : All that I dread is leaving you behind...

...grandame's whistle next it grew, The bell she jingled and the whistle blew ; Then in a bodkin graced her mother's hairs, Which long she wore and now Belinda...fall," he cry'd, "insulting foe ! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low ; Nor think, to die dejects my lofty mind : All that I dread is leaving you behind...

...grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew; 95 Then in a bodkin graced her mother's hairs, Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.) " Boast not my fall," he cried, " insulting foe ! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low: Nor think, to die dejects my lofty...

...gown ; Her infant grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew ; 95 Then in a bodkin grac'd her mother's hairs, Which...wore, and now Belinda wears.) " Boast not my fall," he cried, " insulting foel Thou by some other shalt be laid as low. Nor think, to die dejects my lofty...

...vast Buckle for his Widow's Gown : Her infant Grandame's Whistle next it grew, The Bells she jingled, and the Whistle blew ; Then in a Bodkin grac'd her Mother's hairs, 95 Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.) Boast not my Fall (he cry'd) insulting Foe ! Thou by...

...vast buckle for his widow's gown : Her infant grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew ; Then in a bodkin grac'd her...hairs, Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears).' I do not know how far Pope was indebted for the original idea, or the delightful execution of this...

...grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew ; Then in a bodkin grac'd her mother's hairs, 9j Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.) "Boast...fall" (he cry'd) "insulting foe! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low, Nor think, to die dejects my lofty mind: All that I dread is leaving you behind...

...grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew; Then in a bodkin graced her mother's hairs, Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.) " Boast not my fall " (he cried), " insulting foe! Thou by some other shalt be laid as low, Nor think, to die dejects my lofty...

...grandame's whistle next it grew; The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew; Then in a bodkin graced her mother's hairs, Which long she wore, and now Belinda wears.) " Boast not my fall," he cried, " insulting foe I Thou by some other shalt be laid as low. Nor think, to die dejects my lofty...

...vast buckle for his widow's gown: Her infant grandame's whistle next it grew, The bells she jingled, and the whistle blew; Then in a bodkin grac'd her mother's hairs, 95 "Boast not my fall" (he cry'd) "insulting foe! Thou by some other shall be laid as low, Nor think,...