Miscellaneous Poems and Translations: By Several Hands. Particularly, I. Windsor-Forest, ... By Mr. PopeBernard Lintot, 1720 |
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... Lock . IV . Ode on St. CECILIA'S Day . V. Verfes to the Memo- ry of a Lady . VI . To Mr. JERVAS , with FRESNOY's Art of Painting . VII . To a young Lady , with the Works of VOITURE . VIII . ELOISA to A BE- LARD . By Mr. POPE . The THIRD ...
... Lock . IV . Ode on St. CECILIA'S Day . V. Verfes to the Memo- ry of a Lady . VI . To Mr. JERVAS , with FRESNOY's Art of Painting . VII . To a young Lady , with the Works of VOITURE . VIII . ELOISA to A BE- LARD . By Mr. POPE . The THIRD ...
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... afraid to blame ; Averfe alike to flatter , or offend , Not free from faults , nor yet too vain to mend . THE THE RAPE of the LOCK . ΑΝ HEROI - COMICAL 68 Mifcellaneous POEMS To failings mild, but zealous for defert; ...
... afraid to blame ; Averfe alike to flatter , or offend , Not free from faults , nor yet too vain to mend . THE THE RAPE of the LOCK . ΑΝ HEROI - COMICAL 68 Mifcellaneous POEMS To failings mild, but zealous for defert; ...
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... . By Mr. Pope. THE RAPE of the LOCK . ΑΝ HEROI - COMICAL POEM . Written in the year 1712 . Nolueram , Belinda , tuos violare capillos , Sed juvant hoc precibus me tribuiffe tuis . MARTIAL . то Mrs. Arabella Fermor . MADAM , I ' T.
... . By Mr. Pope. THE RAPE of the LOCK . ΑΝ HEROI - COMICAL POEM . Written in the year 1712 . Nolueram , Belinda , tuos violare capillos , Sed juvant hoc precibus me tribuiffe tuis . MARTIAL . то Mrs. Arabella Fermor . MADAM , I ' T.
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... what it will , mine is happy enough , to have given me this occafion of affuring you that I am , with the truest esteem , Madam , Your most Obedient Humble Servant , A. Pope . THE THE RAPE of the LOCK . W CANTO I. HAT EPISTLE .
... what it will , mine is happy enough , to have given me this occafion of affuring you that I am , with the truest esteem , Madam , Your most Obedient Humble Servant , A. Pope . THE THE RAPE of the LOCK . W CANTO I. HAT EPISTLE .
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... LOCK . W CANTO I. HAT dire offence from am'rous cau- fes fprings , What mighty contests rife from trivial things , -This verfe to C- Mufe ! is due : I fing- This , ev'n Belinda may vouchfafe to view : Slight is the fubject , but not fo ...
... LOCK . W CANTO I. HAT dire offence from am'rous cau- fes fprings , What mighty contests rife from trivial things , -This verfe to C- Mufe ! is due : I fing- This , ev'n Belinda may vouchfafe to view : Slight is the fubject , but not fo ...
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