The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a fad variety of woe : 35 Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There ftern Religion quench ...
... Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a fad variety of woe : 35 Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There ftern Religion quench ...
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... Some banish'd lover , or fome captive maid ; Theylive , they speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's with without her fears impart , 55 Excuse the blush , and pour out all ...
... Some banish'd lover , or fome captive maid ; Theylive , they speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's with without her fears impart , 55 Excuse the blush , and pour out all ...
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... weren almoft off - thawen fo , That of the letters one or two Were molte away of every name , So unfamous was woxe her fame ; But men faid , what may ever laft . P. Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of Wits renown'd ; I look'd D 3 OF FAM E. 53.
... weren almoft off - thawen fo , That of the letters one or two Were molte away of every name , So unfamous was woxe her fame ; But men faid , what may ever laft . P. Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of Wits renown'd ; I look'd D 3 OF FAM E. 53.
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Alexander Pope. Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of Wits renown'd ; I look'd again , nor could their trace be found . 36 Critics I faw , that other names deface , And fix their own , with labour , in their place : Their own , like others ...
Alexander Pope. Some fresh engrav'd appear'd of Wits renown'd ; I look'd again , nor could their trace be found . 36 Critics I faw , that other names deface , And fix their own , with labour , in their place : Their own , like others ...
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... Some the difgrac'd , and fome with honours crown'd ; Unlike fucceffes equal merits found . 295 Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , And , undifcerning , fcatters crowns and chains . Firft at the fhrine the Learned world ...
... Some the difgrac'd , and fome with honours crown'd ; Unlike fucceffes equal merits found . 295 Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , And , undifcerning , fcatters crowns and chains . Firft at the fhrine the Learned world ...
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الصفحة 30 - 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 28 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
الصفحة 30 - 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 59 - The figur'd games of Greece the column grace, Neptune and Jove survey the rapid race. The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ; The fiery steeds seem starting from the stone ; The champions in distorted postures threat ; 220 And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
الصفحة 35 - 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 25 - 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 33 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro...
الصفحة 35 - When from the cenfer clouds of fragrance roll, And fwelling organs lift the rifing foul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priefts, tapers, temples, fwim before my fight : In feas of flame my plunging foul is drown'd, 275 While Altars blaze, and Angels tremble round.
الصفحة 27 - 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 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...