The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... heav'n itself , and earth's remotest ends , Brown as I am , an Ethiopian dame Infpir'd young Perfeus with a gen'rous flame ; Turtles and doves of diff'ring hues unite , And gloffy jet is pair'd with shining white . If to no charms thou ...
... heav'n itself , and earth's remotest ends , Brown as I am , an Ethiopian dame Infpir'd young Perfeus with a gen'rous flame ; Turtles and doves of diff'ring hues unite , And gloffy jet is pair'd with shining white . If to no charms thou ...
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... Heav'n's while Abelard has part , Still rebel nature holds out half my heart ; Nor pray'rs nor fafts its stubborn pulse restrain , Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain . Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose , 25 That well ...
... Heav'n's while Abelard has part , Still rebel nature holds out half my heart ; Nor pray'rs nor fafts its stubborn pulse restrain , Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain . Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose , 25 That well ...
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... Heav'n first taught letters for fome wretch's aid , Some banish'd lover , or fome captive maid ; Theylive , they speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's with without her ...
... Heav'n first taught letters for fome wretch's aid , Some banish'd lover , or fome captive maid ; Theylive , they speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgin's with without her ...
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... heav'n liften'd while you fung ; 65 And truths divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move Too foon they taught me ' twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor ...
... heav'n liften'd while you fung ; 65 And truths divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move Too foon they taught me ' twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor ...
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... Heav'n scarce believ'd the Conqueft it survey'd , And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made . Yet then , to those dread altars as I drew , 115 Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd but you : Not grace , or zeal , love only was my call ...
... Heav'n scarce believ'd the Conqueft it survey'd , And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made . Yet then , to those dread altars as I drew , 115 Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd but you : Not grace , or zeal , love only was my call ...
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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...