The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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Alexander Pope. Plate IV . Vol . II . facing p.25 . S. Wale ini : et del : 9.SMüller sc : Ah Wretch believ'd the Spouse of God in vain , Confessd within the Slave of Love and Man ... El : to ab : 1 * ( 25 ) ELO IS A ΤΟ ABELARD Plate IV. ...
Alexander Pope. Plate IV . Vol . II . facing p.25 . S. Wale ini : et del : 9.SMüller sc : Ah Wretch believ'd the Spouse of God in vain , Confessd within the Slave of Love and Man ... El : to ab : 1 * ( 25 ) ELO IS A ΤΟ ABELARD Plate IV. ...
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... spouse of God in vain , Confefs'd within the flave of love and man . Affift me , heav'n ! but whence arofe that pray'r ? Sprung it from piety , or from despair ? 180 Ev'n here , where frozen chastity retires , Love finds an altar for ...
... spouse of God in vain , Confefs'd within the flave of love and man . Affift me , heav'n ! but whence arofe that pray'r ? Sprung it from piety , or from despair ? 180 Ev'n here , where frozen chastity retires , Love finds an altar for ...
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... unfading rofe of Eden blooms , And wings of Seraphs fhed divine perfumes , P. NOTES . VER . 212. Obedient slumbers etc. ] Taken from Crashaw . VOL . II . C For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For ELOISA TO ABELARD . 33.
... unfading rofe of Eden blooms , And wings of Seraphs fhed divine perfumes , P. NOTES . VER . 212. Obedient slumbers etc. ] Taken from Crashaw . VOL . II . C For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For ELOISA TO ABELARD . 33.
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Alexander Pope. For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For her white virgins Hymenæals fing , To founds of heav'nly harps she dies away , And melts in vifions of eternal day . Far other dreams my erring foul employ , Far other ...
Alexander Pope. For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring , For her white virgins Hymenæals fing , To founds of heav'nly harps she dies away , And melts in vifions of eternal day . Far other dreams my erring foul employ , Far other ...
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... all night , and innocence all day : Tho ' fortune change , his conftant spouse remains , Augments his joys , or mitigates his pains . 15 20 25 30 35 40 But what fo pure , which envious tongues will fpare JANUARY AND MAY . 77 %
... all night , and innocence all day : Tho ' fortune change , his conftant spouse remains , Augments his joys , or mitigates his pains . 15 20 25 30 35 40 But what fo pure , which envious tongues will fpare JANUARY AND MAY . 77 %
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Page 30 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God.
Page 31 - 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 19 - Phaon's hate, And hope from seas and rocks a milder fate. Ye gentle gales, beneath my body blow, And softly lay me on the waves below!
Page 29 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Page 26 - 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 power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Page 36 - 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 39 - When this rebellious heart shall beat no more; 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 drink the falling tears each other sheds, 350 Then sadly say, with mutual pity mov'd, "Oh may we never love as these have lov'd!
Page 29 - 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 26 - 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.
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...