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The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitations - Page 38
by Alexander Pope - 1751
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: Ed., with Notes and Introductory Memoir

Alexander Pope, Sir Adolphus William Ward - 1893 - 588 lehte
...check 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 I you only prove 335 What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair...
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The Complete Poetical Works of Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope - 1903 - 704 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 doat on, when 't is man we love. Then too, when Fate shall thy fair frame destroy (That...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope - 1904 - 574 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly I 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 I you only prove 335 What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair...
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The Book of Restoration Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 892 lehte
...my 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 name destroy, (That...
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The English Parnassus: An Anthology, Chiefly of Longer Poems

William Macneile Dixon - 1911 - 792 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...
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The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning

Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye 1 Till ev'ry motion, pulse, ڑ < TeYr: @? h 1 (" r؎ Q F 5 ] ` U 0as y / AT _< a 8 /WxYur O What dust we doat on, when 't is man we love. Then too, when Fate shall thy fair frame destroy (That...
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The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction ...

Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye 1 Till ev'ry motion, pulse, And breaking let the splendor О Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when Ч is man we love. Then too, when...
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Selected Poems of Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope - 1916 - 160 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 't is man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy, (That...
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Selected Poems of Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope - 1926 - 306 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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The Poems of Alexander Pope: A One-volume Edition of the Twickenham Text ...

Alexander Pope - 1963 - 884 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...more. O death all-eloquent ! you only prove 335 What dust we doat on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy;, (That cause...
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