 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 334 lehte
...turn'd to Heaven, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love the' offender, yet detest the' offence ? How the dear object... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 702 lehte
...heaven, I weep my past offence, TJow think of thee, and curse my iunocence. Of all affliction tanght a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love tli' offender, yet detest th' offence ? How the dear object... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 lehte
...ttiro'A to Heaven, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my iunocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shidl I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love the' offender, yet detest the' offence ? Haw the... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 lehte
...heav'n, I weep my past offence, Now think of tin r, and curse my inaocenc*. Of all affliction tanght a lover yet, Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love the' offender, yet detest the' offence? How the dear object... | |
 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 330 lehte
...turn'd to heav'n, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget? How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense. And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence ? How the dear object... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 536 lehte
...lum'd to Heaven, I weep my past offence^ Now think of thee, and corse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget! How- nhall I lose tin- sin, yet keep tho sense, And love ih' offender, yet detest th' offence? How the dear... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1849 - 638 lehte
...iunucence Of all afflietion taught a lover yet, 'Tis sore the hardest science to forget : How shall I luse the sin, yet keep the sense, And love the offender, yet detest the oifence ? How the dear ohjeet from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love? Unequal... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 lehte
...turn'd to Heaven, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction oth of lost happiness und lasting pain Torments him : round lie throws hi lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love th' offender, yet detest th1 ofTcnce ? How the dear object... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 402 lehte
...turn'd to Heaven, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence ? How the dear object... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 308 lehte
...turn'd to Heaven, I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget! How shall I lose the sin yet keep the sense, And love the' offender, yet detest the' offence ? How the dear object... | |
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I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, "Tis sure the hardest science to forget ! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense? And love the offender, yet detest the offence? 
