The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Volumen21754 |
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... Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gufhing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! 25 30 35 There ftern Religion ...
... Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gufhing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love , now with'ring in my bloom , Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! 25 30 35 There ftern Religion ...
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... Some banifh'd lover , or fome captive maid ; They live , they speak , they breathe what love inspires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's wish without her fears impart , Excufe the blush , and pour out all ...
... Some banifh'd lover , or fome captive maid ; They live , they speak , they breathe what love inspires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's wish without her fears impart , Excufe the blush , and pour out all ...
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... some future bard shall join In fad fimilitude of griefs to mine , Condemn'd whole years in abfence to deplore , And image charms he must behold no more ; Such if there be , who loves fo long , fo well ; Let him our fad , our tender ...
... some future bard shall join In fad fimilitude of griefs to mine , Condemn'd whole years in abfence to deplore , And image charms he must behold no more ; Such if there be , who loves fo long , fo well ; Let him our fad , our tender ...
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... added at the end , were done as early , some of them at fourteen or fifteen years old ; but having alfo got into Miscel- lanies , we have put them here together to complete this Juvenile Volume . P. THE TEMPLE O F F A M Written in the.
... added at the end , were done as early , some of them at fourteen or fifteen years old ; but having alfo got into Miscel- lanies , we have put them here together to complete this Juvenile Volume . P. THE TEMPLE O F F A M Written in the.
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... 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 : IMITATIONS . What manner ftone this rock ...
... 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 : IMITATIONS . What manner ftone this rock ...
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Página 31 - Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain ; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames resign, And wait, till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.
Página 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.
Página 28 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Página 37 - 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...
Página 26 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine.
Página 36 - Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God! No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole; Rise Alps between us!
Página 30 - And gleams of glory brighten'd all the day. But now no face divine contentment wears, 'Tis all blank sadness, or continual tears. See how the force of others...
Página 26 - Relentless walls ! whose darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks, which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn...
Página 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.
Página 36 - And more than Echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound. 'Come, sister, come!' (it said, or seem'd to say) 'Thy place is here, sad sister, come away! 310 Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, tho...