The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life of the AuthorPhillips, Sampson, 1849 |
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... fall like those they sung , Deaf the prais'd ear , and mute the tuneful tongue , Een he whose soul now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays . Mr. Pope , who had been always subjected to a variety of ...
... fall like those they sung , Deaf the prais'd ear , and mute the tuneful tongue , Een he whose soul now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays . Mr. Pope , who had been always subjected to a variety of ...
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... strain , The wondering forests soon should dance again , The moving mountains hear the powerful call , And headlong streams hang listening in their fall ! But see , the shepherds shun the noon - day 44 POPE'S POETICAL WORKS .
... strain , The wondering forests soon should dance again , The moving mountains hear the powerful call , And headlong streams hang listening in their fall ! But see , the shepherds shun the noon - day 44 POPE'S POETICAL WORKS .
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To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author Alexander Pope. When falling dews with spangles deck the glade , And the low sun had lengthen'd every shade . WINTER . THE FOURTH PASTORAL ; OR , DAPHNE To the Memory of Mrs. Tempest LYCIDAS ...
To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author Alexander Pope. When falling dews with spangles deck the glade , And the low sun had lengthen'd every shade . WINTER . THE FOURTH PASTORAL ; OR , DAPHNE To the Memory of Mrs. Tempest LYCIDAS ...
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... falls of water murmuring in his ear . On rifted rocks , the dragon's late abodes , The green reed trembles , and the bulrush nods . Waste sandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The spiry fir and shapely box adorn : To leafless ...
... falls of water murmuring in his ear . On rifted rocks , the dragon's late abodes , The green reed trembles , and the bulrush nods . Waste sandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The spiry fir and shapely box adorn : To leafless ...
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... fall to dust , and mountains melt away ; But fix'd his word , his saving power remains ; Thy realm for ever lasts , thy own Messiah reigns ! WINDSOR FOREST . To the Right Honourable George Lord Lansdowne Non injussa cano : te nostræ ...
... fall to dust , and mountains melt away ; But fix'd his word , his saving power remains ; Thy realm for ever lasts , thy own Messiah reigns ! WINDSOR FOREST . To the Right Honourable George Lord Lansdowne Non injussa cano : te nostræ ...
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