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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... spreading flames are born ! Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I consume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in mufic finds ; Music has charms alone for peaceful minds . I I Nec me Pyrrhiades ...
... spreading flames are born ! Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I consume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in mufic finds ; Music has charms alone for peaceful minds . I I Nec me Pyrrhiades ...
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... Spread thy foft wings , and waft me o'er the main , Nor let a Lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! ) On Phoebus ' shrine my harp I'll then bestow , 212 And this Inscription shall be plac❜d below , " Here the who fung , to him ...
... Spread thy foft wings , and waft me o'er the main , Nor let a Lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! ) On Phoebus ' shrine my harp I'll then bestow , 212 And this Inscription shall be plac❜d below , " Here the who fung , to him ...
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... spread the fwelling fails . If you will fly --- ( yet ah ! what cause can be , Too cruel youth , that you should fly from me ? ) If not from Phaon I must hope for ease , 256 Ah let me seek it from the raging feas : To raging seas unpity ...
... spread the fwelling fails . If you will fly --- ( yet ah ! what cause can be , Too cruel youth , that you should fly from me ? ) If not from Phaon I must hope for ease , 256 Ah let me seek it from the raging feas : To raging seas unpity ...
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... Spreads his light wings , and in a moment flies . Let wealth , let honour , wait the wedded dame , Auguft her deed , and facred be her fame ; Before true paffion all thofe views remove ; Fame , wealth , and honour ! what are you to Love ...
... Spreads his light wings , and in a moment flies . Let wealth , let honour , wait the wedded dame , Auguft her deed , and facred be her fame ; Before true paffion all thofe views remove ; Fame , wealth , and honour ! what are you to Love ...
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... 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 shrine I heard a hollow ...
... 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 shrine I heard a hollow ...
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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 41 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, 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.
Page 33 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Page 44 - If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And...
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 29 - IN these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heavenly-pensive 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 Eloisa yet must kiss the name.
Page 36 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, 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.
Page 43 - Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloi'sa see ! It will be then no crime to gaze on me.
Page 65 - 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 ; And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
Page 32 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?