The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... VER . 75 . IMITATIONS . Love will not be confin'd by Maifterie : When Maifterie comes the Lord of Love anon Flutters his wings and forthwith is he gone . Clauter . P. The jealous God , when we profane his fires , 32 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
... VER . 75 . IMITATIONS . Love will not be confin'd by Maifterie : When Maifterie comes the Lord of Love anon Flutters his wings and forthwith is he gone . Clauter . P. The jealous God , when we profane his fires , 32 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
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... Lord . These weighty motives , January the fage Maturely ponder'd in his riper age ; 75 And charm'd with virtuous joys , and sober life , Would try that christian comfort , call'd a wife . 80 His friends were fummon'd on a point fo nice ...
... Lord . These weighty motives , January the fage Maturely ponder'd in his riper age ; 75 And charm'd with virtuous joys , and sober life , Would try that christian comfort , call'd a wife . 80 His friends were fummon'd on a point fo nice ...
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... lord affirm'd that black was white , My word was this , Your honour's in the right . Th ' affuming Wit , who deems himself so wife , As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dang'rous thought , A noble fool was ...
... lord affirm'd that black was white , My word was this , Your honour's in the right . Th ' affuming Wit , who deems himself so wife , As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dang'rous thought , A noble fool was ...
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... Lord offend , My tedious fermon here is at an end . 215 " Tis well , ' tis wondrous well , the Knight replies , Moft worthy kinfman , faith you're mighty wife ! We , Sirs , are fools ; and must resign the cause To heath'nish authors ...
... Lord offend , My tedious fermon here is at an end . 215 " Tis well , ' tis wondrous well , the Knight replies , Moft worthy kinfman , faith you're mighty wife ! We , Sirs , are fools ; and must resign the cause To heath'nish authors ...
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... Lord . Not Hefter's felf , whofe charms the Hebrews fing , E'er look'd fo lovely on her Perfian King : on Bright as the rifing fun , in fummer's day , .345 And fresh and blooming as the month of May The joyful Knight furvey'd her by his ...
... Lord . Not Hefter's felf , whofe charms the Hebrews fing , E'er look'd fo lovely on her Perfian King : on Bright as the rifing fun , in fummer's day , .345 And fresh and blooming as the month of May The joyful Knight furvey'd her by his ...
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