The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Sappho to Phaon. Eloisa to Abelard. The temple of fame. January and May. The wife of Bath. The first book of Statius's Thebais. The fable of Dryope. Vertumnus and Pomona. Imitations [of English poets] Miscellanies. EpitaphsJ. Johnson, 1806 |
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... rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ' impetuous paffion found , I rend my treffes , and my breaft I wound ; I rave , then weep ; I curfe , and then complain ; Now fwell to rage ...
... rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ' impetuous paffion found , I rend my treffes , and my breaft I wound ; I rave , then weep ; I curfe , and then complain ; Now fwell to rage ...
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... Præbuit , et multa texit opaca coma . NOTES . VER . 160. Antra nemufque ] Better rendered by Scrope " Soon as I rife I haunt the caves and groves . " 160 166 At ' Tis thou art all my care and my delight 16 SAPPHO PHAONI . "
... Præbuit , et multa texit opaca coma . NOTES . VER . 160. Antra nemufque ] Better rendered by Scrope " Soon as I rife I haunt the caves and groves . " 160 166 At ' Tis thou art all my care and my delight 16 SAPPHO PHAONI . "
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... rife , and like fome Fury rove Through lonely plains , and through the filent grove , As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks ...
... rife , and like fome Fury rove Through lonely plains , and through the filent grove , As if the filent grove , and lonely plains , That knew my pleasures , could relieve my pains . I view the grotto , once the scene of love , The rocks ...
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... Rife in the grove , before the altar rife , Stain all my foul , and wanton in my eyes , 250 255 260 265 I waste NOTES . VER . 261. Ab hopeless , & c . ] The fame image ufed in Verfes to the memory of an unfortunate Lady . VOL . II , E I ...
... Rife in the grove , before the altar rife , Stain all my foul , and wanton in my eyes , 250 255 260 265 I waste NOTES . VER . 261. Ab hopeless , & c . ] The fame image ufed in Verfes to the memory of an unfortunate Lady . VOL . II , E I ...
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... Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah , come not , write not , think not once of me , Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee . 290 Thy oaths I quit , thy memory refign ; Forget , renounce me , hate whate'er was mine ...
... Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah , come not , write not , think not once of me , Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee . 290 Thy oaths I quit , thy memory refign ; Forget , renounce me , hate whate'er was mine ...
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Page 39 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...
Page 78 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Page 39 - 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!
Page 53 - And smooth my passage to the realms of day; See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul! Ah no — in sacred vestments may'st thou stand, The hallow'd taper trembling in thy hand, Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die.
Page 422 - Kneller, by Heaven, and not a master taught, Whose art was nature, and whose pictures thought ; Now for two ages, having snatch'd from fate Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great, Lies crown'd with Princes' honours, Poets' lays, Due to his merit, and brave thirst of praise.
Page 44 - Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain ; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames resign, And wait, till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.
Page 41 - Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd; Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest.
Page 100 - world, nor in broad rumour lies, ^But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And...
Page 48 - 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 wand'ring go Thro...
Page 49 - Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes. I waste the Matin lamp in sighs for thee, Thy image steals between my God and me, Thy voice I seem in...