The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Том 21754 |
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... reigns ; What means this tumult in a Vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long - forgotten heat ? Yet , yet I love ! - From Abelard it came , And Eloïfa yet muft kiss the name . Dear ...
... reigns ; What means this tumult in a Vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long - forgotten heat ? Yet , yet I love ! - From Abelard it came , And Eloïfa yet muft kiss the name . Dear ...
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... .- P. VER . 294. Some fhe difgrac'd , etc. ] And some of them she granted fone , And fome the warned well and fair , And fome fhe granted the contrair — 295 Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , 2 OF FAM E. 61.
... .- P. VER . 294. Some fhe difgrac'd , etc. ] And some of them she granted fone , And fome the warned well and fair , And fome fhe granted the contrair — 295 Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , 2 OF FAM E. 61.
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Alexander Pope. Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , And , undiscerning , scatters crowns and chains . First at the shrine the Learned world appear , And to the Goddess thus prefer their pray'r . 299 Long have we fought t ...
Alexander Pope. Thus her blind fifter , fickle Fortune , reigns , And , undiscerning , scatters crowns and chains . First at the shrine the Learned world appear , And to the Goddess thus prefer their pray'r . 299 Long have we fought t ...
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... reigns ruin'd , or on friends betray'd ; Calm , thinking villains , whom no faith could fix , Of crooked counfels and dark politics ; 411 Of these a gloomy tribe furround the throne , And beg to make th'immortal treasons known . The ...
... reigns ruin'd , or on friends betray'd ; Calm , thinking villains , whom no faith could fix , Of crooked counfels and dark politics ; 411 Of these a gloomy tribe furround the throne , And beg to make th'immortal treasons known . The ...
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... reign'd the short - liv'd tyrant of his breast ; While fancy pictur'd ev'ry lively part , And each bright image wander'd o'er his heart . Thus , in fome public Forum fix'd on high , A Mirrour shows the figures moving by ; Still one by ...
... reign'd the short - liv'd tyrant of his breast ; While fancy pictur'd ev'ry lively part , And each bright image wander'd o'er his heart . Thus , in fome public Forum fix'd on high , A Mirrour shows the figures moving by ; Still one by ...
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