The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... thro ' ripen'd corn By driving winds the spreading flames are born ! Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds ; Mufic has charms alone for peaceful ...
... thro ' ripen'd corn By driving winds the spreading flames are born ! Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds ; Mufic has charms alone for peaceful ...
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... Thro ' lonely plains , and thro ' the filent grove , 160 As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the Grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks around , the hanging roofs ...
... Thro ' lonely plains , and thro ' the filent grove , 160 As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the Grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks around , the hanging roofs ...
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... thro ' a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There stern Religion quench'd'th'unwilling flame , There dy'd the best of paffions , Love and Fame . 40 Yet write , oh ...
... thro ' a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There stern Religion quench'd'th'unwilling flame , There dy'd the best of paffions , Love and Fame . 40 Yet write , oh ...
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... thro ' the paths of pleasing sense I ran , Nor wifh'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . NOTES . 70 VER . 66. And truths divine etc. ] He was her Preceptor in Philofophy and Divinity . P. · Dim and remote the joys of faints I fee ELOISA TO ...
... thro ' the paths of pleasing sense I ran , Nor wifh'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . NOTES . 70 VER . 66. And truths divine etc. ] He was her Preceptor in Philofophy and Divinity . P. · Dim and remote the joys of faints I fee ELOISA TO ...
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... Thro ' dreary waftes , and weep each other's woe , Where round fome mould ring tow'r pale ivy creeps , And low - brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps . Sudden you mount , you beckon from the fkies ; 34 ELOISA TO ABELARD.
... Thro ' dreary waftes , and weep each other's woe , Where round fome mould ring tow'r pale ivy creeps , And low - brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps . Sudden you mount , you beckon from the fkies ; 34 ELOISA TO ABELARD.
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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.