The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... o'er the main , Nor let a lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! On Phœbus ' fhrine my harp I'll then bestow , 221 And this Inscription shall be plac'd below . " Here the who fung , to him that did inspire , " Sappho to Phœbus ...
... o'er the main , Nor let a lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! On Phœbus ' fhrine my harp I'll then bestow , 221 And this Inscription shall be plac'd below . " Here the who fung , to him that did inspire , " Sappho to Phœbus ...
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... o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high , and murmur to the hollow wind , The wand'ring ftreams 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 ...
... o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high , and murmur to the hollow wind , The wand'ring ftreams 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 ...
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... o'er all thy charms , And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : --- no more I hear , no more I view , 235 The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it ...
... o'er all thy charms , And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms . I wake : --- no more I hear , no more I view , 235 The phantom flies me , as unkind as you . I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it ...
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... o'er ; And ev❜n my Abelard be lov'd no more . O Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 339 335 What duft we doat on , when ' tis man we love . Then too , when fate shall thy fair frame destroy , ( That cause of all my guilt , and all my ...
... o'er ; And ev❜n my Abelard be lov'd no more . O Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 339 335 What duft we doat on , when ' tis man we love . Then too , when fate shall thy fair frame destroy , ( That cause of all my guilt , and all my ...
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... o'er , 345 When this rebellious heart fhall beat no more ; If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and filver fprings , O'er the pale marble fhall they join their heads , And drink the falling tears each ...
... o'er , 345 When this rebellious heart fhall beat no more ; If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and filver fprings , O'er the pale marble fhall they join their heads , And drink the falling tears each ...
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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...