The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none , alas ! by none thou canst be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd all ...
... thou wilt thy heart refign , But such as merit , fuch as equal thine , By none , alas ! by none thou canst be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd all ...
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... thou art all my care and my delight , My daily longing , and my dream by night : Oh night more pleafing than the brightest day , 145 When fancy gives what abfence takes away , And , drefs'd in all its vifionary charms , Reftores fair ...
... thou art all my care and my delight , My daily longing , and my dream by night : Oh night more pleafing than the brightest day , 145 When fancy gives what abfence takes away , And , drefs'd in all its vifionary charms , Reftores fair ...
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... thou doom me to the rocks and fea , O far more faithlefs and more hard than they ? Ah ! canft thou rather fee this tender breaft Dafh'd on these rocks than to thy bofom preft ; 225 This breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd fo well ...
... thou doom me to the rocks and fea , O far more faithlefs and more hard than they ? Ah ! canft thou rather fee this tender breaft Dafh'd on these rocks than to thy bofom preft ; 225 This breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd fo well ...
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... Thou know'ift how guiltless firft I met thy fame , When Love approach'd me under Friendîhip'sname ; My fancy form'd thee of angello kind , Some emanation of th'all - beauteous Mind . 61 Those smiling eyes , attemp'ring ev'ry ray , Shone ...
... Thou know'ift how guiltless firft I met thy fame , When Love approach'd me under Friendîhip'sname ; My fancy form'd thee of angello kind , Some emanation of th'all - beauteous Mind . 61 Those smiling eyes , attemp'ring ev'ry ray , Shone ...
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... 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 veil , The ...
... 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 veil , The ...
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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...