The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ? Too foon they taught me ' twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleasing sense I ran , Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov❜d a Man . NOTES ...
... divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ? Too foon they taught me ' twas no fin to love : Back thro ' the paths of pleasing sense I ran , Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov❜d a Man . NOTES ...
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... divine contentment wears , ' Tis all blank sadness , or continual tears . See how the force of others pray'rs I try , ( O pious fraud of am'rous charity ! ) But why should I on others pray'rs depend ? 145 150 Come thou , my father ...
... divine contentment wears , ' Tis all blank sadness , or continual tears . See how the force of others pray'rs I try , ( O pious fraud of am'rous charity ! ) But why should I on others pray'rs depend ? 145 150 Come thou , my father ...
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... rofe of Eden blooms , And wings of Seraphs fhed divine perfumes , P. NOTES . VER . 212. Obedient slumbers etc. ] Taken from Crashaw . VOL . II . C For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For ELOISA TO ABELARD . 33.
... rofe of Eden blooms , And wings of Seraphs fhed divine perfumes , P. NOTES . VER . 212. Obedient slumbers etc. ] Taken from Crashaw . VOL . II . C For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For ELOISA TO ABELARD . 33.
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... Divine oblivion of low - thoughted care ! Fresh blooming Hope , gay daughter of the sky ! And Faith , our early immortality ! 300 305 Enter , each mild , each amicable guest ; Receive , and wrap me in eternal rest ! See in her cell fad ...
... Divine oblivion of low - thoughted care ! Fresh blooming Hope , gay daughter of the sky ! And Faith , our early immortality ! 300 305 Enter , each mild , each amicable guest ; Receive , and wrap me in eternal rest ! See in her cell fad ...
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... divine , Like birds and beafts , promifcuously they join : Nor know to make the present blessing last , To hope the future , or esteem the past : But vainly boaft the joys they never try'd , And find divulg'd the fecrets they would hide ...
... divine , Like birds and beafts , promifcuously they join : Nor know to make the present blessing last , To hope the future , or esteem the past : But vainly boaft the joys they never try'd , And find divulg'd the fecrets they would hide ...
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Страница 30 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God.
Страница 31 - 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.
Страница 19 - Phaon's hate, And hope from seas and rocks a milder fate. Ye gentle gales, beneath my body blow, And softly lay me on the waves below!
Страница 29 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Страница 26 - 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?
Страница 36 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, 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.
Страница 39 - When this rebellious heart shall beat no more; If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And drink the falling tears each other sheds, 350 Then sadly say, with mutual pity mov'd, "Oh may we never love as these have lov'd!
Страница 29 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Страница 26 - Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes.
Страница 31 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering 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...