The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Juvenile poemsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... still lie under farther misfortune : they writ in languages that be- came universal and everlafting , while ours are ex- tremely limited both in extent and in duration . A mighty foundation for our pride ! when the utmost we can hope ...
... still lie under farther misfortune : they writ in languages that be- came universal and everlafting , while ours are ex- tremely limited both in extent and in duration . A mighty foundation for our pride ! when the utmost we can hope ...
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... Still flide thy waters , foft among the trees , Thy afpins quiver in a breathing breeze ! Smile , all ye valleys , in eternal spring , Be hush'd , ye winds , while Pope and Virgil fing . In English lays , and all fublimely great , Thy ...
... Still flide thy waters , foft among the trees , Thy afpins quiver in a breathing breeze ! Smile , all ye valleys , in eternal spring , Be hush'd , ye winds , while Pope and Virgil fing . In English lays , and all fublimely great , Thy ...
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... still ev'ning , when the whisp'ring breeze Pants on the leaves , and dies upon the trees . To thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , If teeming ewes encrease my fleecy breed . While plants their shade , or flow'rs their odours ...
... still ev'ning , when the whisp'ring breeze Pants on the leaves , and dies upon the trees . To thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , If teeming ewes encrease my fleecy breed . While plants their shade , or flow'rs their odours ...
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... Still fpread , fair Liberty ! thy heav'nly wings , Breath plenty on the fields , and fragrance on the fprings . P. VER . 97 . When yellow autumn fummer's heat fucceeds , And into wine the purple harvest bleeds * ; The partridge feeding ...
... Still fpread , fair Liberty ! thy heav'nly wings , Breath plenty on the fields , and fragrance on the fprings . P. VER . 97 . When yellow autumn fummer's heat fucceeds , And into wine the purple harvest bleeds * ; The partridge feeding ...
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... Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the foreft where the rang'd before . In her chafte current oft the Goddefs laves , And with celeftial tears augments the waves . Oft in her glass the musing shepherd spies 205 ...
... Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the foreft where the rang'd before . In her chafte current oft the Goddefs laves , And with celeftial tears augments the waves . Oft in her glass the musing shepherd spies 205 ...
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ancient beauty Belinda beſt bleft bluſhing boaſt breaſt ceafe Critics Cynthus Dæmons DAPHNI defcend diſplay eaſe Eclogue ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire feem fenfe feve fhade fhall fhepherds fhining fhore fide fighs filent filver fince fing firft firſt fkies flow'rs foft fome fong foon foreft foul fpirits ftill ftreams fubject fuch fung genius glory Gnome grace groves heav'n himſelf IMITATIONS inſpire itſelf juft laft laſt lefs loft lyre moft moſt Mufe mufic muft Muſe muſt Nature numbers nymph o'er Ovid paffions Paftoral plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem Poets pow'r praife praiſe raiſe reafon refound rife riſe ſcene SEMICHORUS ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſome ſpread ſpring ſtill ſtrain Sylphs thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro trembling Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verfe verſe Virg Virgil whofe Whoſe
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