The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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الصفحة 4
... quod fuit , unus habes . Eft in te facies , funt apti lufibus anni . O facies oculis infidiofa meis ! Sume fidem et pharetram ; fies manifeftus Apollo : Accedant capiti cornua ; Bacchus eris . Et Phoebus Daphnen , et Gnofida Bacchus ...
... quod fuit , unus habes . Eft in te facies , funt apti lufibus anni . O facies oculis infidiofa meis ! Sume fidem et pharetram ; fies manifeftus Apollo : Accedant capiti cornua ; Bacchus eris . Et Phoebus Daphnen , et Gnofida Bacchus ...
الصفحة 8
... quod monui bene multa fideliter , odit . Hoc mihi libertas , hoc pia lingua dedit . Et tanquam defint , quae me fine fine fatigent , Accumulat curas filia parva meas . Ultima tu noftris accedis caufa querelis : Non agitur vento noftra ...
... quod monui bene multa fideliter , odit . Hoc mihi libertas , hoc pia lingua dedit . Et tanquam defint , quae me fine fine fatigent , Accumulat curas filia parva meas . Ultima tu noftris accedis caufa querelis : Non agitur vento noftra ...
الصفحة 10
... quod dolitura fui . Nil de te mecum eft , nifi tantum injuria : nec tu , Admoneat quod te , pignus amantis habes . I10 Or , while my Muse in melting notes complains , 10 SAPPHO PHAONI ,
... quod dolitura fui . Nil de te mecum eft , nifi tantum injuria : nec tu , Admoneat quod te , pignus amantis habes . I10 Or , while my Muse in melting notes complains , 10 SAPPHO PHAONI ,
الصفحة 20
... quod vobis ante placebat . 235 ( Me ' miferam dixi quam modo pene , meus ! ) Efficite ut redeat : vates quoque veftra redibit . Ingenio vires ille dat , ille rapit . Ecquid ago precibus ? pectufne agrefte movetur ? An riget ? et Zephyri ...
... quod vobis ante placebat . 235 ( Me ' miferam dixi quam modo pene , meus ! ) Efficite ut redeat : vates quoque veftra redibit . Ingenio vires ille dat , ille rapit . Ecquid ago precibus ? pectufne agrefte movetur ? An riget ? et Zephyri ...
الصفحة 59
... quod foret omnibus Ut tuto ab atris corporé viperis Dormirem et urfis ; ut premerer facra Lauroque collataque myrto , Non fine Diis animofus infans . Which may be thus englished ; While yet a child , I chanc'd to ftray , And in a defert ...
... quod foret omnibus Ut tuto ab atris corporé viperis Dormirem et urfis ; ut premerer facra Lauroque collataque myrto , Non fine Diis animofus infans . Which may be thus englished ; While yet a child , I chanc'd to ftray , And in a defert ...
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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.
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 19 - Phaon's hate, And hope from seas and rocks a milder fate. Ye gentle gales, beneath my body blow, And softly lay me on the waves below!
الصفحة 29 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
الصفحة 26 - 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 power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
الصفحة 36 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign, Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine.
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 29 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
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.
الصفحة 31 - 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...