The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorCrissy & Markley, 1851 - 484 страница |
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... lost ; O let my muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades you tune the lyre . So when the nightingale to rest removes , The thrush may chant to the forsaken groves , But charm'd to silence , listens while she sings ...
... lost ; O let my muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades you tune the lyre . So when the nightingale to rest removes , The thrush may chant to the forsaken groves , But charm'd to silence , listens while she sings ...
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... lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; Thus , far from Delia , to the winds I mourn , Alike unheard , unpitied , and forlorn . Go , gentle gales , and bear my sighs along PASTORALS . 45 Autumn.
... lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; Thus , far from Delia , to the winds I mourn , Alike unheard , unpitied , and forlorn . Go , gentle gales , and bear my sighs along PASTORALS . 45 Autumn.
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... lost my heart while I preserved my sheep ? Pan came , and ask'd , what magic caused my smart , Or what ill eyes malignant glances dart ? What eyes but hers , alas , have power to move ? And is there magic but what dwells in love ...
... lost my heart while I preserved my sheep ? Pan came , and ask'd , what magic caused my smart , Or what ill eyes malignant glances dart ? What eyes but hers , alas , have power to move ? And is there magic but what dwells in love ...
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... lost : Here shall I try the sweet Alexis ' strain , That call'd the listening Dryads to the plain : Thames heard the numbers as he flow'd along , And bade his willows learn the moving song . LYCIDAS . So may kind rains their vital ...
... lost : Here shall I try the sweet Alexis ' strain , That call'd the listening Dryads to the plain : Thames heard the numbers as he flow'd along , And bade his willows learn the moving song . LYCIDAS . So may kind rains their vital ...
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... lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; ( 1 ) Ch . ix . ver . 7 . ver . 3 , 4 . ( 4 ) Ch . ( 5 ) Ch . xxv . ver . 8 . 50 ( 2 ) Ch . xxxv . ver . 2. ( 3 ) Ch . xl xliii . ver . 18. and ch ...
... lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; ( 1 ) Ch . ix . ver . 7 . ver . 3 , 4 . ( 4 ) Ch . ( 5 ) Ch . xxv . ver . 8 . 50 ( 2 ) Ch . xxxv . ver . 2. ( 3 ) Ch . xl xliii . ver . 18. and ch ...
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Addison Adrastus ALEXANDER POPE ancient bard Bavius beauty behold bless'd breast charms Cibber court cried critics Curll Dennis divine Dryden Dulness Dunciad e'en e'er Edmund Curll epigram EPISTLE Essay on Criticism eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flame fool genius gentle give glory goddess grace happy hath head heart Heaven hero Homer honour Iliad king knave learn'd learned live lord Lord Bolingbroke mankind mind moral muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once passion pleased pleasure poem poet Pope praise pride proud queen rage REMARKS rise sacred Sappho satire Scribl sense shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft soul Sylphs tears Thalestris Thebes thee thine things thou thought throne trembling true truth Twas verse Virgil virtue Westminster Abbey wife wise words wretched write youth
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