The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... thousand tender words I hear and fpeak ; A thousand melting kisses give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while I blush , confefs how much they please . But when , with day , the sweet delusions fly , And ...
... thousand tender words I hear and fpeak ; A thousand melting kisses give , and take : Then fiercer joys , I blush to mention these , Yet , while I blush , confefs how much they please . But when , with day , the sweet delusions fly , And ...
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... thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple ftands Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud Rome or artful Greece beheld , Or elder Babylon , its frame excell❜d . Four faces had the dome , and ev'ry face ...
... thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple ftands Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud Rome or artful Greece beheld , Or elder Babylon , its frame excell❜d . Four faces had the dome , and ev'ry face ...
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... thousand years ago . P. VER . 110. Egypt's priefts etc. ] The learning of the old Egyptian Priefts confifted for the most part in geometry 115 High on his car Sefoftris ftruck my view , D 2 OF FAME 511 T There Ninus fhone, who fpread th ...
... thousand years ago . P. VER . 110. Egypt's priefts etc. ] The learning of the old Egyptian Priefts confifted for the most part in geometry 115 High on his car Sefoftris ftruck my view , D 2 OF FAME 511 T There Ninus fhone, who fpread th ...
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... thousand more of doubtful fame , To whom old fables gave a lafting name , In ranks adorn'd the Temple's outward face ; The wall in luftre and effect like Glass , Which o'er each object cafting various dyes , Enlarges fome , and others ...
... thousand more of doubtful fame , To whom old fables gave a lafting name , In ranks adorn'd the Temple's outward face ; The wall in luftre and effect like Glass , Which o'er each object cafting various dyes , Enlarges fome , and others ...
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... thousand bufy tongues the Goddess bears , And thousand open eyes , and thousand lift'ning ears . Beneath , in order rang'd , the tuneful Nine ( Her virgin handmaids ) ftill attend the shrine : With eyes on Fame for ever fix'd , they ...
... thousand bufy tongues the Goddess bears , And thousand open eyes , and thousand lift'ning ears . Beneath , in order rang'd , the tuneful Nine ( Her virgin handmaids ) ftill attend the shrine : With eyes on Fame for ever fix'd , they ...
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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...