 | 1720 - 302 lehte
...pulfe, and breath be o'er; And ev'n my Abelard belov'd no more. O death all-eloquent! you only prove What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate ftiall thy fair frame deftroy (That caufe of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatk may thy... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1722 - 294 lehte
...me. See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly? ' Se* the laft fparkle languifli in my eye ! TilLev'ry motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. . 0 death all-eloquent ! you only prove What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1736 - 234 lehte
...languifh in my eye! Till ev'ry motion, pulle, and breath, be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard belov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent! you only prove 335 What duft we...doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate fnall thy fair frame deftroy, (That caufe of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatic may thy... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 250 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly I See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye ! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 254 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly ! See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent! you only prove 33$ What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we Jove, Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1752 - 338 lehte
...breath be o'er 3 And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 3 3 £ What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate fhall thy fair frame deftroy, •(That caufe of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatic may... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1754 - 268 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofcs fly ! See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye ! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent! you only prove 335 What dufl we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Richard Savage - 1761 - 226 lehte
...and breath be o'er ; " " And ev'n my Abtlard belov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent ! you only prove What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate fhall thy fair frime deftroy, (That caufe of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatic may thy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 294 lehte
...pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And e'en my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death all-eloquent! you only prove What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then, too, when fate fhall thy fair frame deftroy, (That caufe of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatic may thy... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 524 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulse, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death! all-eloquent! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when Fate... | |
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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. 
