The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... joy : No time the dear remembrance can remove , For oh ! how vaft a memory has love ? My mufic , then , you could for ever hear , And all my words were music to your ear . You stopp'd with kiffes my enchanting tongue , 55 And found ...
... joy : No time the dear remembrance can remove , For oh ! how vaft a memory has love ? My mufic , then , you could for ever hear , And all my words were music to your ear . You stopp'd with kiffes my enchanting tongue , 55 And found ...
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... joys with you , Like fome fad ftatue , fpeechlefs , pale Iftood , 125 Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'd my freezing blood ; No figh to rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ...
... joys with you , Like fome fad ftatue , fpeechlefs , pale Iftood , 125 Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'd my freezing blood ; No figh to rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ...
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... joys , I blufh to mention these , Yet while I blush , confefs how much they please . But when , with day , the sweet delufions fly , 155 And all things wake to life and joy , but I , As if once more forfaken , I complain , And close my ...
... joys , I blufh to mention these , Yet while I blush , confefs how much they please . But when , with day , the sweet delufions fly , 155 And all things wake to life and joy , but I , As if once more forfaken , I complain , And close my ...
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... joys before ; But , Phaon gone , those shades delight no more . Here the prefs'd herbs with bending tops betray Where oft entwin'd in am'rous folds we lay ; 170 I kifs that earth which once was prefs'd by you , And all with tears the ...
... joys before ; But , Phaon gone , those shades delight no more . Here the prefs'd herbs with bending tops betray Where oft entwin'd in am'rous folds we lay ; 170 I kifs that earth which once was prefs'd by you , And all with tears the ...
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... Joy to my foul , and vigour to my song : Absent from thee , the Poet's flame expires ; 240 But ah ! how fiercely burn the Lover's fires ? Gods ! can no pray'rs , no fighs , no numbers move One favage heart , or teach it how to love ...
... Joy to my foul , and vigour to my song : Absent from thee , the Poet's flame expires ; 240 But ah ! how fiercely burn the Lover's fires ? Gods ! can no pray'rs , no fighs , no numbers move One favage heart , or teach it how to love ...
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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...