The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death, Together with the Commentary and Notes of Mr. Warburton, 2. köideA. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, C. Bathurst, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, J. Richardson, B. Law, S. Crowder, T. Longman, T. Field, and T. Caslon, 1760 |
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... return , receive ; And take at least the love you will not give . See , while I write , my words are lost in tears ! The lefs my sense , the more my love appears . IIQ Si tam certus eras hinc ire , modeftius iffes , SAPPHO TO PHA O N. 11.
... return , receive ; And take at least the love you will not give . See , while I write , my words are lost in tears ! The lefs my sense , the more my love appears . IIQ Si tam certus eras hinc ire , modeftius iffes , SAPPHO TO PHA O N. 11.
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... see this tender breast Dash'd on these rocks than to thy bosom prest ? 225 This breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd so well ; Where the Loves play'd , and where the Muses dwell . Alas ! the Mufes now no more inspire , Untun'd my ...
... see this tender breast Dash'd on these rocks than to thy bosom prest ? 225 This breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd so well ; Where the Loves play'd , and where the Muses dwell . Alas ! the Mufes now no more inspire , Untun'd my ...
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... See how the force of others pray'rs I try , ( O pious fraud of am'rous charity ! ) NOTES . 150 VER . 133. You rais'd thefe hallow'd walls ; ] He founded the Monastery . P. But why should I on others pray'rs depend ? Come D 2 ELOISA TO ...
... See how the force of others pray'rs I try , ( O pious fraud of am'rous charity ! ) NOTES . 150 VER . 133. You rais'd thefe hallow'd walls ; ] He founded the Monastery . P. But why should I on others pray'rs depend ? Come D 2 ELOISA TO ...
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... See in her cell fad Eloïsa spread , 300 Prompt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around , From yonder ...
... See in her cell fad Eloïsa spread , 300 Prompt on fome tomb , a neighbour of the dead . In each low wind methinks a Spirit calls , 305 And more than Echoes talk along the walls . Here , as I watch'd the dying lamps around , From yonder ...
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... See from my cheek the tranfient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! ' Till every motion , pulfe , and breath be o'er ; And ev❜n my Abelard be lov'd no more . Oh Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we ...
... See from my cheek the tranfient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! ' Till every motion , pulfe , and breath be o'er ; And ev❜n my Abelard be lov'd no more . Oh Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we ...
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Page 36 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering 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...
Page 35 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God. Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care, Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.
Page 30 - Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear. I tremble too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close behind. Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow...
Page 33 - 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 37 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Page 40 - 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...
Page 26 - midst the stars inscribe Belinda's name. ELOISA TO ABELARD ARGUMENT ABELARD and Eloisa flourished in the twelfth Century; they were two of the most distinguished Persons of their age in learning and beauty, but for nothing more famous than for their unfortunate passion. After a long course of calamities, they retired each to a several Convent, and consecrated the remainder of their days to religion.
Page 34 - 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 31 - 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 pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Page 29 - Contemplation dwells, And ever-musing Melancholy reigns, What means this tumult in a vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat ? Yet, yet I love ! — From Abelard it came, And Eloi'sa yet must kiss the name.