 | Alexander Pope - 1824 - 406 lehte
...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 fate shall thy fair frame destroy, (That cause of all my guilt, and all my joy) In trance extatic may thy... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 lehte
...eheek 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... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1831 - 384 lehte
...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 cause of all my guilt, and all my joy), In trance ecstatic may thy... | |
 | Peter Abelard, Héloïse, François Guizot - 1839 - 384 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 - 834 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, ian О Death all eloquent! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then loo, when Fate... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 807 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, ₀ d". 1843 T. Wardle" Aikin John" John Aiki O Death all eloquent ! you only prove What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when Fate... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1847 - 432 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 fate shall thy fair fame destroy, (That cause... | |
 | 1852 - 874 lehte
...cheek the transient roses fly ! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! Till every motion, pulse, nd turn their heads to imitate the Sun. Go, teach Eternal 0 Death all eloquent ! you only prove Wfcat dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love. Then too, when... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1854 - 352 lehte
...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 cause of all my guilt, and all my joy), In trance ecstatic may thy... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1856 - 512 lehte
...fly! See the last sparkle languish in my eye ! 'Till ev'ry motion, pulse, and breath be o'er; And e'en my Abelard be lov'd no more, \ Oh 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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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. 
