The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death, Together with the Commentary and Notes of Mr. Warburton, المجلد 2A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, C. Bathurst, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, J. Richardson, B. Law, S. Crowder, T. Longman, T. Field, and T. Caslon, 1760 |
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... rest . 50 Then with each word , each glance , each motion fir'd , You ftill enjoy'd , and yet you still defir'd , Till all diffolving in the trance we lay , And in tumultuous raptures dy'd away . 60 Nunc tibi Sicelides veniunt nova ...
... rest . 50 Then with each word , each glance , each motion fir'd , You ftill enjoy'd , and yet you still defir'd , Till all diffolving in the trance we lay , And in tumultuous raptures dy'd away . 60 Nunc tibi Sicelides veniunt nova ...
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... rest , III Canft thou forget that fad , that folemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canft thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade the world farewell ? As with cold lips I kifs'd the facred ...
... rest , III Canft thou forget that fad , that folemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canft thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade the world farewell ? As with cold lips I kifs'd the facred ...
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... rest , that equal periods keep ; 211 " Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep ; " Defires compos'd , affections ever even ; Tears that delight , and fighs that waft to heav'n . Grace fhines around her with ferenest beams , 215 And ...
... rest , that equal periods keep ; 211 " Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep ; " Defires compos'd , affections ever even ; Tears that delight , and fighs that waft to heav'n . Grace fhines around her with ferenest beams , 215 And ...
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... rest ! See in her cell fad Eloïsa spread , 300 Prompt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around , From ...
... rest ! See in her cell fad Eloïsa spread , 300 Prompt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around , From ...
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... rest , 5 And love itself was banish'd from my breast , ( What time the morn mysterious visions brings , While purer flumbers spread their golden wings ) NOTES . VER . 1. In that foft feafon , etc. ] This Poem is introduced in the manner ...
... rest , 5 And love itself was banish'd from my breast , ( What time the morn mysterious visions brings , While purer flumbers spread their golden wings ) NOTES . VER . 1. In that foft feafon , etc. ] This Poem is introduced in the manner ...
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الصفحة 36 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering 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...
الصفحة 35 - 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 30 - Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear. I tremble too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close behind. Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow...
الصفحة 33 - 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!
الصفحة 37 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
الصفحة 40 - Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes. I waste the Matin lamp in sighs for thee, Thy image steals between my God and me, Thy voice I seem in...
الصفحة 26 - midst the stars inscribe Belinda's name. ELOISA TO ABELARD ARGUMENT ABELARD and Eloisa flourished in the twelfth Century; they were two of the most distinguished Persons of their age in learning and beauty, but for nothing more famous than for their unfortunate passion. After a long course of calamities, they retired each to a several Convent, and consecrated the remainder of their days to religion.
الصفحة 34 - Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd; Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest.
الصفحة 31 - 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 pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
الصفحة 29 - Contemplation dwells, And ever-musing Melancholy reigns, What means this tumult in a vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat ? Yet, yet I love ! — From Abelard it came, And Eloi'sa yet must kiss the name.