The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... say true ) As long as heart can wifhand longer too . Our grandfire Adam , ere of Eve poffefs'd , Alone , and ev'n in Paradife unblefs'd , With mournful looks the blissful scenes furvey'd , And wander'd in the solitary shade . 60 The ...
... say true ) As long as heart can wifhand longer too . Our grandfire Adam , ere of Eve poffefs'd , Alone , and ev'n in Paradife unblefs'd , With mournful looks the blissful scenes furvey'd , And wander'd in the solitary shade . 60 The ...
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... a wife , When vig'rous blood forbids a chafter life : 120 . Those that are bleft with ftore of grace divine , 125 May live like faints , by heav'n's confent , and mine . And fince I fpeak of wedlock , let me say 80 JANUARY AND MAY .
... a wife , When vig'rous blood forbids a chafter life : 120 . Those that are bleft with ftore of grace divine , 125 May live like faints , by heav'n's confent , and mine . And fince I fpeak of wedlock , let me say 80 JANUARY AND MAY .
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Alexander Pope. And fince I fpeak of wedlock , let me say , ( As , thank my stars , in modest truth I may ) My limbs are active , ftill I'm found at heart , And a new vigour springs in ev'ry part . Think not my virtue lost , tho ' time ...
Alexander Pope. And fince I fpeak of wedlock , let me say , ( As , thank my stars , in modest truth I may ) My limbs are active , ftill I'm found at heart , And a new vigour springs in ev'ry part . Think not my virtue lost , tho ' time ...
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... say , To give your person , than your goods away : 180 And therefore , Sir , as you regard your reft , First learn your Lady's qualities at least : Whether she's chafte or rampant , proud or civil ; Meek as a faint , or haughty as the ...
... say , To give your person , than your goods away : 180 And therefore , Sir , as you regard your reft , First learn your Lady's qualities at least : Whether she's chafte or rampant , proud or civil ; Meek as a faint , or haughty as the ...
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... say ? I fay , quoth he , by heav'n the man's to blame , To flander wives , and wedlock's holy name . At this the council rofe , without delay ; Each , in his own opinion , went his way ; With full confent , that , all disputes appeas'd ...
... say ? I fay , quoth he , by heav'n the man's to blame , To flander wives , and wedlock's holy name . At this the council rofe , without delay ; Each , in his own opinion , went his way ; With full confent , that , all disputes appeas'd ...
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Page 31 - 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...