The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : Night shades the groves , and all in filence lie , 175 All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I ...
... trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : Night shades the groves , and all in filence lie , 175 All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I ...
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... trees , The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; 160 No more these scenes my meditation aid , Or lull to reft the visionary maid . But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves , Long - founding ifles , and intermingled graves ...
... trees , The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; 160 No more these scenes my meditation aid , Or lull to reft the visionary maid . But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves , Long - founding ifles , and intermingled graves ...
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... trees , and intermingled temples rife ; Now a clear fun the fhining fcene difplays , The tranfient landscape now in clouds decays , 20 O'er the wide Profpect as I gaz'd around , Sudden I heard a wild promifcuous found , Like broken ...
... trees , and intermingled temples rife ; Now a clear fun the fhining fcene difplays , The tranfient landscape now in clouds decays , 20 O'er the wide Profpect as I gaz'd around , Sudden I heard a wild promifcuous found , Like broken ...
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... trees moving to the found Start from their roots , and form a fhade around : Amphion there the loud creating lyre Strikes , and beholds a fudden Thebes aspire ! NOTES . 85 Heroes and Worthies . Thofe whofe ftatues are after mention- ed ...
... trees moving to the found Start from their roots , and form a fhade around : Amphion there the loud creating lyre Strikes , and beholds a fudden Thebes aspire ! NOTES . 85 Heroes and Worthies . Thofe whofe ftatues are after mention- ed ...
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... trees , In fummer , when they ben grene ; And in the roof yet men may fene , A thousand hoels and well mo To letten the foune out go ; And by day in every tide Ben all the doors open wide , And by night each one unfhet ; No porter is ...
... trees , In fummer , when they ben grene ; And in the roof yet men may fene , A thousand hoels and well mo To letten the foune out go ; And by day in every tide Ben all the doors open wide , And by night each one unfhet ; No porter is ...
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Страница 30 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Страница 28 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Страница 30 - The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wand'ring streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
Страница 59 - The figur'd games of Greece the column grace, Neptune and Jove survey the rapid race. The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ; The fiery steeds seem starting from the stone ; The champions in distorted postures threat ; 220 And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
Страница 35 - Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine.
Страница 25 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Страница 33 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro...
Страница 35 - When from the cenfer clouds of fragrance roll, And fwelling organs lift the rifing foul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priefts, tapers, temples, fwim before my fight : In feas of flame my plunging foul is drown'd, 275 While Altars blaze, and Angels tremble round.
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!
Страница 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...