 | Alexander Pope - 1752 - 338 lehte
...dire misfortune follows clofe behind. Line after line my guming eyes o'erflow, 3 5 Led thro' a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Loft ma convent's folitary gloom ! There ftcrnReligionqucnch'd th'unwilling flame* There dy'd thebeft... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 288 lehte
...Some dire misfortune follows clofe behind. Line after line my gufhing eyes o'erflow, Led thro" a fad variety of woe ; Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There flern Religion quench'd th' unwilling fiame, There dy'd... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 524 lehte
...ever sad! for ever dear ! Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'dwitha fear. 1 tremble too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close behind. Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, 35 Led through a sad variety of woe: Now warm in love; now with'ring in my bloom. Lost in a convent's... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 1164 lehte
...dire misfortune follows clofe behind. Line after line my gufhing eyes o'erflow, 35 Led through a fad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Loft in a convent's folitary gloom ! There ftern Religion quench'd th' unwilling flame, There dy'd... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1796 - 264 lehte
...misfortune follows clefe behind. Line Line after line my gulhing eyes o'erflow, jj Led through a lad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Loft in a convent's iblitary gloom ! There Hern Religion quench'd th' unwilling flame ; There dy'd... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 230 lehte
...sad ! for ever tlear ! 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, 35 Led through a sad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now with' ring in my bloom, Lost in a convent's... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 496 lehte
...misfortune follows clofe behind. Line after line mv giidiing eyes o'eriiow, 35 jx-d t'iir<'ugli a l.ul variety of woe: Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, 1 oil in a convent's folitary I'loomI There flern Rcliginnquencli'd th'uuwilling flame, Ther? Ay' A... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 lehte
...usher' d with a tear. 1 tremhle too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close hehind. Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led through...variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my hloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion quench'd the' unwilling flame ; There... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 288 lehte
...ever sad ! for ever dear ! 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, 35 Led tbrough a sad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Lost in a convent's... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 702 lehte
...ever sad ! for ever dear ! 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...a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion quench'd th' unwilling flame, There died the best of passions, love and fame. Yet write, oh write me... | |
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Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears, for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes. 
