 | Petrus Abaelardus - 1782 - 170 lehte
...relieve my woe; Thofe (till at leaft are left theft to beftow. Stifl on that breaft enamour'd let me lye, Still drink delicious poifon from thy eye, Pant on thy lip^ and to thy heart be prefs'd ; Give all thpu canft—and let me dream the reft, Ah, no! inftruct me other joys to prize, With other beauties... | |
 | Johann Joachim Eschenburg - 1791 - 472 lehte
...all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my wo,* Thole ftill at leaft are left thee to beftow. Still on that breaft, enamour'd let me lie, Still...from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be preft ; Give all thou canft — and let me dream the reft. . -Ah wit bort am Ttttar aW Opfer SBergefien,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1796 - 264 lehte
...with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Thole ftill at leaft are left thee to beltow. ua Stjll on that breaft enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious...from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be prels'd ; Give all thou canft — and let me dream the reft. Ah no ! inftruft me other joys to prize,... | |
 | Gilbert Wakefield - 1796 - 382 lehte
...lamps grew pale. Prior, in Henry and Emma : Thy limbs all trembling, and thy cheeks all pale. Ver. 121. Still on that breaft enamour.d let me lie : , Still drink delicious poifon from thy eye. The open vowel in fuch inftances is very offenfive : he fhould have written by all means " thine eye."... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1797 - 428 lehte
...Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Thofe ftill at leaft are left thee to beftow. 1 29 Still on that breaft enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poifon from thy eye, NOTES. VF.R. 108. Ton altar's] The altar of Paraclete, fays Mr. Berrington, did not then exift ; they... | |
 | 1798 - 666 lehte
...alluded to Still on that breaft enamour'd let me lie, KI the following lines oí the fame cpiltle : Still drink delicious poifon from thy eye. Pant on thy lip, and lo thy heart be prcfs'd, " Ahs, how chang'd I what fudden hor» Give all thou canil — and let me... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800
...my Thefe flill at load are left thee to beftnw. lio Still on that bread enamour'd let me lie, StiD drink delicious poifon from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be prcfs'd ; Give all thou canft— and let me dream the reft. Ah, no ! inftruft me other joys to prize,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 479 lehte
...(Jill at Waft are left thee to beftow. i 29 still on that In , .ill enaiiiour'd let me lie, •••'1 drink delicious poifon from thy eye, Pant on thy lip,...thou canft — and let me dream the reft. Ah, no! inftruct me other joys to prize, 125 With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Kiill in my view fet... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 492 lehte
...looks, thy word?, relieve my woe ; Thefe ftill at lead are left thee to beftow. i so Still on that bread enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poifon...from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be prefsM ; Give all thou canft— and let me dream the reft. Ah, no ! inttruit me other joys to prize,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1804 - 230 lehte
...are left thee to bestow. 120 Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd ; Give all thou canst....and let me dream the rest. Ah no ! instruct me other joys to prize,... | |
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Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd; Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest. 
