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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... tell ! 360 The well - fung woes will footh my penfive ghoft ; He beft can paint ' em who fhall feel ' em most . 364 NOTES . VER . 343. May one kind grave , etc. ] Abelard and Eloïfa were interred in the fame grave , or in monuments ...
... tell ! 360 The well - fung woes will footh my penfive ghoft ; He beft can paint ' em who fhall feel ' em most . 364 NOTES . VER . 343. May one kind grave , etc. ] Abelard and Eloïfa were interred in the fame grave , or in monuments ...
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... that during thofe trances he received inspirations , from whence he dictated his laws he is faid to have been the inventor of the Runic characters . P. They tell us of him , 126 There fate Zamolxis with erected eyes , And Odin 50 THE ...
... that during thofe trances he received inspirations , from whence he dictated his laws he is faid to have been the inventor of the Runic characters . P. They tell us of him , 126 There fate Zamolxis with erected eyes , And Odin 50 THE ...
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... tell , That bare up all the fame of hell , etc. P. 215 220 225 VER . 224. Fleafed with Alcæus ' manly rage t'infuse The softer Spirit of the Sapphic Mufe . ] This expreffes the mix'd character of the odes of Horace : the second of these ...
... tell , That bare up all the fame of hell , etc. P. 215 220 225 VER . 224. Fleafed with Alcæus ' manly rage t'infuse The softer Spirit of the Sapphic Mufe . ] This expreffes the mix'd character of the odes of Horace : the second of these ...
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... tell , Yet , would the world believe us , all were well . The joy let others have , and we the name , And what we want in pleasure , grant in fame . The Queen affents , the trumpet rends the skies , And at each blast a Lady's honour ...
... tell , Yet , would the world believe us , all were well . The joy let others have , and we the name , And what we want in pleasure , grant in fame . The Queen affents , the trumpet rends the skies , And at each blast a Lady's honour ...
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... tell me what ? And then he told him this and that , etc. Thus north and fouth Went every tiding fro mouth to mouth , And that encreafing evermo , As fire is wont to quicken and go From a fparkle fprong amifs , Till all the citee brent ...
... tell me what ? And then he told him this and that , etc. Thus north and fouth Went every tiding fro mouth to mouth , And that encreafing evermo , As fire is wont to quicken and go From a fparkle fprong amifs , Till all the citee brent ...
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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...