 | Peter Abelard, Héloïse, François Guizot - 1839 - 410 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. 0 Death all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on , when 'tis man we love. Then too , when... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, c, О Death all eloquent! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then loo, when Fate... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1847 - 442 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 335 What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | 1852 - 874 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, all come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes' or Pclops' 0 Death all eloquent ! you only prove Wfcat dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Alexander Dyce - 1854 - 352 lehte
...! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er ; And e'en my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy (That... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1863 - 348 lehte
...! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, and breath be o'er, And e'en my Abelard be lov'd no more. O Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy (That... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1869 - 570 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. О Death all-eloquent! you only prove 335 What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1879 - 570 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. 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 - 1893 - 566 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. O Death all-eloquent! you only prove 335 What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy, (That cause... | |
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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! 
