The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... Love will not be confin'd by Maisterie : When Maisterie comes , the Lord of Love anof Flutters his wings , and forthwith is he gone . Chaucer . P. 85 00 All then is full , poffeffing , and poffeft , 28 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
... Love will not be confin'd by Maisterie : When Maisterie comes , the Lord of Love anof Flutters his wings , and forthwith is he gone . Chaucer . P. 85 00 All then is full , poffeffing , and poffeft , 28 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
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... Lord . These weighty motives , January the fage Maturely ponder'd in his riper age ; And charm'd with virtuous joys , and sober life , Would try that chriftian comfort , call'd a wife . His friends were fummon'd on a point so nice , To ...
... Lord . These weighty motives , January the fage Maturely ponder'd in his riper age ; And charm'd with virtuous joys , and sober life , Would try that chriftian comfort , call'd a wife . His friends were fummon'd on a point so nice , To ...
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... lord affirm'd that black was white , My word was this , Your honour's in the right . Th ' affuming Wit , who deems himself so wise , As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dang'rous thought , A noble fool was ...
... lord affirm'd that black was white , My word was this , Your honour's in the right . Th ' affuming Wit , who deems himself so wise , As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dang'rous thought , A noble fool was ...
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... Lord offend , My tedious fermon here is at an end . 210 215 ' Tis well , ' tis wondrous well , the Knight replies , Most worthy kinfman , faith you're mighty wife ! We , Sirs , are fools ; and must resign the cause To heath'nish authors ...
... Lord offend , My tedious fermon here is at an end . 210 215 ' Tis well , ' tis wondrous well , the Knight replies , Most worthy kinfman , faith you're mighty wife ! We , Sirs , are fools ; and must resign the cause To heath'nish authors ...
الصفحة 89
... Lord . Not Hefter's felf , whofe charms the Hebrews fing , E'er look'd fo lovely on her Perfian King : Bright as the rising fun , in fummer's day , And fresh and blooming as the month of May ! The joyful Knight furvey'd her by his fide ...
... Lord . Not Hefter's felf , whofe charms the Hebrews fing , E'er look'd fo lovely on her Perfian King : Bright as the rising fun , in fummer's day , And fresh and blooming as the month of May ! The joyful Knight furvey'd her by his fide ...
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الصفحة 28 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 31 - 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.
الصفحة 38 - And smooth my passage to the realms of day; See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul! Ah no — in sacred vestments may'st thou stand, The hallow'd taper trembling in thy hand, Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die.
الصفحة 26 - No happier task these faded eyes pursue ; To read and weep is all they now can do. Then share thy pain...
الصفحة 38 - Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloisa see!
الصفحة 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!
الصفحة 71 - As on the smooth expanse of crystal lakes The sinking stone at first a circle makes ; The trembling...
الصفحة 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. Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care, Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.
الصفحة 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.