The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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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 pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor with'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . 70 Dim and ...
... 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 pleafing fenfe I ran , Nor with'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man . 70 Dim and ...
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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 ! ) NOTES . 145 . 150 VER . 133. You rais'd thefe hallow'd walls ; ] He founded the ...
... 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 ! ) NOTES . 145 . 150 VER . 133. You rais'd thefe hallow'd walls ; ] He founded the ...
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... divine perfumes , For her the spouse prepares the bridal ring , For her white virgins Hymemæals fing , NOTES . 220 VER . 212. Obedient flumbers , etc. ] Taken from Crafhaw . P. To founds of heav'nly harps the dies And melts in 38 ELOISA ...
... divine perfumes , For her the spouse prepares the bridal ring , For her white virgins Hymemæals fing , NOTES . 220 VER . 212. Obedient flumbers , etc. ] Taken from Crafhaw . P. To founds of heav'nly harps the dies And melts in 38 ELOISA ...
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... Divine oblivion of low - thoughted care ! 296 Fresh blooming Hope , gay daughter of the fky ! And Faith , our early immortality ! Enter , each mild , each amicable guest ; Receive , and wrap me in eternal reft ! See in her cell fad ...
... Divine oblivion of low - thoughted care ! 296 Fresh blooming Hope , gay daughter of the fky ! And Faith , our early immortality ! Enter , each mild , each amicable guest ; Receive , and wrap me in eternal reft ! See in her cell fad ...
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... divine , Like birds and beafts promifcuously they join : Nor know to make the present bleffing last , To hope the future , or esteem the paft : 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 bleffing last , To hope the future , or esteem the paft : But vainly boaft the joys they never try'd , And find divulg'd the fecrets they would hide ...
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Страница 27 - em all: Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove; No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
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