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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... Eternal greens the moffy margin grace , Watch'd by the fylvan Genius of the place . Here as I lay , and swell'd with tears the flood , 185 Before my fight a wat'ry Virgin ftood : Conftitit , et dixit , " Quoniam non ignibus aequis ...
... Eternal greens the moffy margin grace , Watch'd by the fylvan Genius of the place . Here as I lay , and swell'd with tears the flood , 185 Before my fight a wat'ry Virgin ftood : Conftitit , et dixit , " Quoniam non ignibus aequis ...
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... eternal bound ) Thefe mofs- s - grown domes with fpiry turrets crown'd , Where awful arches make a noon - day night , And the dim windows shed a folemn light ; Thy eyes diffus'd a reconciling ray , And gleams of glory brighten'd all the ...
... eternal bound ) Thefe mofs- s - grown domes with fpiry turrets crown'd , Where awful arches make a noon - day night , And the dim windows shed a folemn light ; Thy eyes diffus'd a reconciling ray , And gleams of glory brighten'd all the ...
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... Eternal fun - fhine of the spotless mind ! Each pray'r accepted , and each with refign'd ; 210 Labour and reft , that equal periods keep ; " Obedient flumbers that can wake and weep ; " Defires compos'd , affections ever ev'n ; Tears ...
... Eternal fun - fhine of the spotless mind ! Each pray'r accepted , and each with refign'd ; 210 Labour and reft , that equal periods keep ; " Obedient flumbers that can wake and weep ; " Defires compos'd , affections ever ev'n ; Tears ...
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... eternal reft ! See in her cell fad Eloïfa spread , Propt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 300 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around ...
... eternal reft ! See in her cell fad Eloïfa spread , Propt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 300 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around ...
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... Eternal fnows the growing mass supply , Till the bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky ; As Atlas fix'd , each hoary pile appears , The gather'd winter of a thousand years , On this foundation Fame's high temple ftands ; Stupendous ...
... Eternal fnows the growing mass supply , Till the bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky ; As Atlas fix'd , each hoary pile appears , The gather'd winter of a thousand years , On this foundation Fame's high temple ftands ; Stupendous ...
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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...