Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, المجلد 1Alexander Pope Bernard Lintot, 1722 - 288 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 15
... breath , with fultry air , Pants on her neck , and fans her parting hair . In vain on father Thames the calls for aid , Nor could Diana help her injur'd maid . Faint , breathless , thus fhe pray'd , nor pray'd in vain ; Ah Cynthia ! ah ...
... breath , with fultry air , Pants on her neck , and fans her parting hair . In vain on father Thames the calls for aid , Nor could Diana help her injur'd maid . Faint , breathless , thus fhe pray'd , nor pray'd in vain ; Ah Cynthia ! ah ...
الصفحة 20
... breath'd upon her winding fhore , Or raife old warriors whofe ador'd remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains ! With Edward's acts adorn the shining page , Stretch his long triumphs down thro ' ev'ry age , ' Draw Monarchs ...
... breath'd upon her winding fhore , Or raife old warriors whofe ador'd remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains ! With Edward's acts adorn the shining page , Stretch his long triumphs down thro ' ev'ry age , ' Draw Monarchs ...
الصفحة 28
... breathing fpring ; See lofty e Lebanon his head advance , See nodding forefts on the mountains dance , See fpicy clouds from lowly Saron rife , And Carmel's flow'ry top perfumes the skies ! Hark ! a glad voice the lonely defart chears ...
... breathing fpring ; See lofty e Lebanon his head advance , See nodding forefts on the mountains dance , See fpicy clouds from lowly Saron rife , And Carmel's flow'ry top perfumes the skies ! Hark ! a glad voice the lonely defart chears ...
الصفحة 77
... breath is fled , That all her vanities at once are dead : Succeeding vanities fhe ftill regards , And tho ' fhe plays no more , o'erlooks the cards . Her joy in gilded chariots when alive , And love of Ombre , after death furvive . For ...
... breath is fled , That all her vanities at once are dead : Succeeding vanities fhe ftill regards , And tho ' fhe plays no more , o'erlooks the cards . Her joy in gilded chariots when alive , And love of Ombre , after death furvive . For ...
الصفحة 109
... breath of life his noftrils drew , A charge of fouff the wily virgin threw ; * A Song in the Opera of Camilla . ↑ Vid , Homer , 11. 8. & Virg . Æn . 12 . The The Gnomes direct to ev'ry atome juft , The pungent and TRANSLATIONS . ΤΟΥ.
... breath of life his noftrils drew , A charge of fouff the wily virgin threw ; * A Song in the Opera of Camilla . ↑ Vid , Homer , 11. 8. & Virg . Æn . 12 . The The Gnomes direct to ev'ry atome juft , The pungent and TRANSLATIONS . ΤΟΥ.
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الصفحة 62 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
الصفحة 83 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.
الصفحة 162 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
الصفحة 81 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
الصفحة 42 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
الصفحة 167 - 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 166 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, 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 52 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love ; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found...
الصفحة 92 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
الصفحة 128 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.