The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kisses give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while ...
... round your neck in wanton wreaths I twine , Then you , methinks , as fondly circle mine : A thousand tender words I hear and speak ; A thousand melting kisses give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while ...
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... whofe darkfome round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks ! which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns fhagg'd with horrid thorn ! 20 Shrines ! where their vigils pale - ey'd virgins keep ( 25 )
... whofe darkfome round contains Repentant fighs , and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks ! which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns fhagg'd with horrid thorn ! 20 Shrines ! where their vigils pale - ey'd virgins keep ( 25 )
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... round her throws A death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy presence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 160 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD ...
... round her throws A death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy presence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 160 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD ...
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... round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : no more I hear , no more I view , 235 The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I fay : I ftretch my empty arms ; it glides away . To dream once more I ...
... round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : no more I hear , no more I view , 235 The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I fay : I ftretch my empty arms ; it glides away . To dream once more I ...
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... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the duft I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : Come , if thou dar'ft , all charming as ...
... round . While proftrate here in humble grief I lie , Kind , virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye , While praying , trembling , in the duft I roll , And dawning grace is op'ning on my foul : Come , if thou dar'ft , all charming as ...
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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.