The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Sappho to Phaon. Eloisa to Abelard. The temple of fame. January and May. The wife of Bath. The first book of Statius's Thebais. The fable of Dryope. Vertumnus and Pomona. Imitations [of English poets] Miscellanies. EpitaphsJ. Johnson, 1806 |
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... Once the dear objects of my guilty love ; NOTES . 15 VER . 17. No more ] Grofs as these allufions are , the images of the original are softened in the translation . B 3 All Atque aliæ centum , quas non fine crimine amavi : [ 5 ]
... Once the dear objects of my guilty love ; NOTES . 15 VER . 17. No more ] Grofs as these allufions are , the images of the original are softened in the translation . B 3 All Atque aliæ centum , quas non fine crimine amavi : [ 5 ]
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... once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd all your 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 ...
... once thy Sappho could thy cares employ , Once in her arms you center'd all your 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 ...
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... once more forfaken , I complain , And close my eyes to dream of you again : Then frantic rife , and like fome Fury rove Through lonely plains , and through the filent grove , As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my ...
... once more forfaken , I complain , And close my eyes to dream of you again : Then frantic rife , and like fome Fury rove Through lonely plains , and through the filent grove , As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my ...
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... once was press'd by you , And all with tears the withering herbs bedew . For thee the fading trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : 170 Night shades the groves , and all in filence lie , All but the ...
... once was press'd by you , And all with tears the withering herbs bedew . For thee the fading trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : 170 Night shades the groves , and all in filence lie , All but the ...
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... once with hopelefs fury burn'd , “ In vain he lov'd , relentless Pyrrha scorn'd : " But when from hence he plung'd into the main , " Deucalion fcorn'd , and Pyrrha lov'd in vain . " Haste , Sappho , hafte , from high Leucadia throw ...
... once with hopelefs fury burn'd , “ In vain he lov'd , relentless Pyrrha scorn'd : " But when from hence he plung'd into the main , " Deucalion fcorn'd , and Pyrrha lov'd in vain . " Haste , Sappho , hafte , from high Leucadia throw ...
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againſt almoſt beauty beſt bleft breaſt cauſe charms Chaucer CHIG cloſe defcription defign Dryope Dunciad eaſe Epiftle Eteocles Ev'n ev'ry expreffion eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire fays feems feen fhade fhall fhine fide figh fince firſt flain flame foft fome foul ftill fubject fuch fure grace hæc heart heav'n himſelf houſe huſband IMITATIONS itſelf juſt Lady laft laſt lefs loft Lord lov'd MICHIG mihi moſt muſt night NOTES numbers nymph o'er obferves occafion Ovid paffage paffion Petrarch Phaon Phoebus Pindar pleaſe pleaſure poem poet Pope Pope's pow'r praiſe quæ reafon reft reſt rife riſe RSITY Sappho ſhade ſhe ſhould Sir William Wyndham SITY ſkies ſpeak ſpread ſtate Statius ſtill tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi tranflation Twas UNIV uſe verfe verſes Vertumnus WARTON whofe whoſe wife
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