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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... fate itself impose , But thee , the laft and greatest of my woes ? No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling di'monds glow ; No more my locks in ringlets curl'd diffufe The coftly sweetness of Arabian dews ...
... fate itself impose , But thee , the laft and greatest of my woes ? No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling di'monds glow ; No more my locks in ringlets curl'd diffufe The coftly sweetness of Arabian dews ...
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... love inspires ; Let female fears fubmit to female fires . To rocks and feas I fly from Phaon's hate , 205 And hope from feas and rocks a milder fate . 1 1 Quicquid erit , melius quam nunc erit : aura C 2 SAPPHO TO PHAON . 19.
... love inspires ; Let female fears fubmit to female fires . To rocks and feas I fly from Phaon's hate , 205 And hope from feas and rocks a milder fate . 1 1 Quicquid erit , melius quam nunc erit : aura C 2 SAPPHO TO PHAON . 19.
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... fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and from pain ; 250 Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd repose ; No pulfe that riots , and no blood that glows . Still as the fea , ere winds were taught to blow , Or moving ...
... fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and from pain ; 250 Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd repose ; No pulfe that riots , and no blood that glows . Still as the fea , ere winds were taught to blow , Or moving ...
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... fate shall thy fair frame destroy , ( That cause of all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd , Bright clouds descend , and Angels watch thee round , 340 From op'ning skies may ftreaming glories fhine ...
... fate shall thy fair frame destroy , ( That cause of all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd , Bright clouds descend , and Angels watch thee round , 340 From op'ning skies may ftreaming glories fhine ...
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... fate some future bard shall join In fad fimilitude of griefs to mine , 360 NOTES . VER . 343. May one kind grave , etc. ] Abelard and Eloïfa were interred in the fame grave , or in monuments adjoining , in the Monastery of the Paraclete ...
... fate some future bard shall join In fad fimilitude of griefs to mine , 360 NOTES . VER . 343. May one kind grave , etc. ] Abelard and Eloïfa were interred in the fame grave , or in monuments adjoining , in the Monastery of the Paraclete ...
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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.