 | Alexander Pope - 1717 - 468 lehte
...Fiends and tear me from my God ! No, fly me, fly me ! far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah come not, write not, think...felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign, Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view !) Long... | |
 | 1720 - 302 lehte
...Rife Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! Ah come not, write rtbt, think not once of me, Nor ftiare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign, Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) , .Long... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1722 - 294 lehte
...fiends, and tear me from my God ! No, fly me, fly me ! far as pole from pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fliare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign, Forget, renounce me, hate... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 250 lehte
...God ! No, fly me, fly rhe, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! 290 Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor...felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign ; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view !) k)v'd,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 254 lehte
...between us ! and whole oceans roll ! 290 Ah,. come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor lhare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign ; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view \) Long... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1752 - 338 lehte
...God ! No, fly me, fly me* far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! 290 Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fhare one pang cf all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quk, thy memory refign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1754 - 268 lehte
...Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! 290 Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor mare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign ; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view !) Long... | |
 | Joseph Warton - 1756 - 348 lehte
...back on her mind, and me exclaims eagerly, *V. 'NO * No fly me, fly me ! far as pole to pole ! — Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fhare one pang of all I felt for diee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory refign, Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. This change... | |
 | Muse - 1757 - 248 lehte
...and tear me from my God ! G 5 No, No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole Oceans roll ? Ah, come not, write not, think...felt for thee. Thy Oaths I quit, thy Memory refign ; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair Eyes, and tempting Looks (which yet I view !) Long... | |
 | Peter Abelard - 1760 - 208 lehte
...Fiends, and tear me from my God I No, fly me, fly me ! far as Pole from Pole ; Rife^dj between us! and whole Oceans roll! Ah, come not, write not, think...not once of me, Nor fhare one Pang of all I felt for theei Thy Oaths I quit, thy Memory refign ; Forget, renounce me, hate whatever was mine. Fair Eyes,... | |
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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. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas! 
