 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 332 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... | |
 | Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 314 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,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1812 - 220 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,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! TiH every motion, pulse, iP K+ 0 Death all eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when Fate... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 402 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 doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when Fate shall... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, wealth and place." For what? to have a box where eunuchs sing, An all eloquent! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 400 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 398 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. h Death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 lehte
...eheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, ehsaf'd me a look, I never onee dreamt of my vine : May I lose both all eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1831 - 384 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... | |
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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! 
