 | Alexander Pope, Sir Adolphus William Ward - 1893 - 588 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1903 - 696 lehte
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 | Alexander Pope - 1903 - 702 lehte
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 | Peter Abelard - 1908 - 152 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | William Macneile Dixon, Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson - 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... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 952 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till ev'ry motion, pulse, t, guided from above, Dear Lady ! friend devontest of iny O Death, all-eloquent ! you only prove What dust we doat on, when 't is man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1932 - 1210 lehte
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Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloi'sa see ! It will be then no crime to gaze on me. 
