Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Alexander Pope, Esq;: Faithfully Collected from Authentic Authors, Original Manuscripts, and the Testimonies of Many Persons of Credit and Honour: with Critical Observations. Adorned with the Heads of Divers Illustrious Persons, Treated of in These Memoirs, Curiously Engrav'd by the Best Hands. In Two Volumes, Том 2his Majesty's authority, 1745 |
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... still ; A Gownman learn'd ; a Bishop , what Wife , if a Minifter ; but if a King , More wife , more learn'd , more juft , more ev'ry [ Thing That we may not feem to draw a Picture without Fault , we beg Leave here to cenfure that ...
... still ; A Gownman learn'd ; a Bishop , what Wife , if a Minifter ; but if a King , More wife , more learn'd , more juft , more ev'ry [ Thing That we may not feem to draw a Picture without Fault , we beg Leave here to cenfure that ...
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... still made her more valuable in the Eyes of Mr. Pope ; her whole Family was esteem'd by him , and that Efteem was recipro- cal , he interested himself now more and more with it , and little was done without firft advising with him , yet ...
... still made her more valuable in the Eyes of Mr. Pope ; her whole Family was esteem'd by him , and that Efteem was recipro- cal , he interested himself now more and more with it , and little was done without firft advising with him , yet ...
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... still a warm Corner in my Heart , and a Retreat at Bin- field in the worst of Times at your Service . If you are a Tory , or thought fo by any Man , I know it can proceed from nothing but your Gratitude to a few People who endeavour'd ...
... still a warm Corner in my Heart , and a Retreat at Bin- field in the worst of Times at your Service . If you are a Tory , or thought fo by any Man , I know it can proceed from nothing but your Gratitude to a few People who endeavour'd ...
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... still , Thy Defert , in Fate there lies . Doft not thou remember well , What Elping t'other Day , Did among the Shepherds tell , Pleas'd and all Attention they ? Licoris his belov'd was there , She who did his Pain prolong ; Grace and ...
... still , Thy Defert , in Fate there lies . Doft not thou remember well , What Elping t'other Day , Did among the Shepherds tell , Pleas'd and all Attention they ? Licoris his belov'd was there , She who did his Pain prolong ; Grace and ...
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... Still more and more his Numbers multiply ; And now they thrill , and now they fall and rife , And swift and flow they change , with fweet Surprize , Attentive fhe does fcarce the Sounds retain , " But to herfelf.firft cons the puzzling ...
... Still more and more his Numbers multiply ; And now they thrill , and now they fall and rife , And swift and flow they change , with fweet Surprize , Attentive fhe does fcarce the Sounds retain , " But to herfelf.firft cons the puzzling ...
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