The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... erat . Poftquam fe dolor invenit ; nec pectora plangi , Nec puduit fciffis exululare comis . Non aliter quam fi nati pia mater adempti Portet ad extructos corpus inane rogos 115 Sure ' twas not much to bid one kind 12 SAP PHO PHAONI ,
... erat . Poftquam fe dolor invenit ; nec pectora plangi , Nec puduit fciffis exululare comis . Non aliter quam fi nati pia mater adempti Portet ad extructos corpus inane rogos 115 Sure ' twas not much to bid one kind 12 SAP PHO PHAONI ,
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Alexander Pope. 115 Sure ' twas not much to bid one kind adieu , ( At least to feign was never hard to you ) Farewell my Lesbian Love , you might have said , Or coldly thus , Farewell , oh Lesbian maid ! No tear did you , no parting kiss ...
Alexander Pope. 115 Sure ' twas not much to bid one kind adieu , ( At least to feign was never hard to you ) Farewell my Lesbian Love , you might have said , Or coldly thus , Farewell , oh Lesbian maid ! No tear did you , no parting kiss ...
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... twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor with'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . 70 Dim and remote the joys of faints I fee ; Nor envy them that heav'n I lofe for thee . 75 How oft , when prefs'd to ...
... twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor with'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . 70 Dim and remote the joys of faints I fee ; Nor envy them that heav'n I lofe for thee . 75 How oft , when prefs'd to ...
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... you might survey A lye and truth contending for the way ; IMITATIONS . VER . 489. There , at one passage , etc. ] VOL . II . And fometime I faw there at once , F 499 And long ' twas doubtful , both so closely pent OF FAM E. 81.
... you might survey A lye and truth contending for the way ; IMITATIONS . VER . 489. There , at one passage , etc. ] VOL . II . And fometime I faw there at once , F 499 And long ' twas doubtful , both so closely pent OF FAM E. 81.
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Alexander Pope. And long ' twas doubtful , both so closely pent , Which firft fhould iffue thro ' the narrow vent : At laft agreed , together out they fly , Infeparable now , the truth and lye ; The ftrict companions are for ever join'd ...
Alexander Pope. And long ' twas doubtful , both so closely pent , Which firft fhould iffue thro ' the narrow vent : At laft agreed , together out they fly , Infeparable now , the truth and lye ; The ftrict companions are for ever join'd ...
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Página 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.
Página 28 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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?
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...