 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 230 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulse, and breath be o'er, And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1806 - 486 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly ! See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye ! 'Till every motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles - 1806 - 478 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly ! See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye ! 'Till every motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles - 1806 - 478 lehte
...330 See from my cheek the tranfient rofes fly ! See the laft fparkle languifh in my eye ! 'Till every motion, pulfe, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 334 lehte
...cheek the transient roses rly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy, (That... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all-eloquent ! yon only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 698 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all eloquent ! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 504 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy (That... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! 'Till every .motion, pulse, and breath be o'er ; And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh Death all -eloquent! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1810 - 312 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! see the last sparkle languish in my eye! 'till ev'ry motion, pulse, and breath be o'er; and ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more. Oh death, all-eloquent! you only prove 335 what dust we dote on, when 't is man we love. Then too,... | |
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Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloisa see! 
