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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... thro ' ripen'd corn 5 By driving winds the spreading flames are born . 10 Phaon to Ætna's scorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Etna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds , Mufic has charms alone for ...
... thro ' ripen'd corn 5 By driving winds the spreading flames are born . 10 Phaon to Ætna's scorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Etna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds , Mufic has charms alone for ...
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... Thro ' lonely plains , and thro ' the filent As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the Grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks around , the hanging roofs above , ' That ...
... Thro ' lonely plains , and thro ' the filent As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the Grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks around , the hanging roofs above , ' That ...
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... 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 quench'd th'unwilling flame , There dy'd the best of paffions , Love and Fame . 40 Yet write ...
... 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 quench'd th'unwilling flame , There dy'd the best of paffions , Love and Fame . 40 Yet write ...
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... thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . Dim and remote the joys of faints I see ; Nor envy them that heav'n I lofe for thee . NOTES . 70 VER . 66. And truths divine , etc ] He was her ...
... thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . Dim and remote the joys of faints I see ; Nor envy them that heav'n I lofe for thee . NOTES . 70 VER . 66. And truths divine , etc ] He was her ...
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... Thro ' dreary waftes , and weep each other's woe , Where round fome mould'ring tow'r pale ivy creeps , And low - brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps . Sudden you mount , you beckon from the skies ; 245 Clouds interpofe , waves roar ...
... Thro ' dreary waftes , and weep each other's woe , Where round fome mould'ring tow'r pale ivy creeps , And low - brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps . Sudden you mount , you beckon from the skies ; 245 Clouds interpofe , waves roar ...
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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...