Otsing Pildid Maps Play YouTube Uudised Gmail Drive Rohkem »
Logi sisse
Raamatud Books
" Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. "
The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitations - Page 35
by Alexander Pope - 1752
Full view - About this book

Selected Poetry

Alexander Pope - 1998 - 260 lehte
...Take back my fruitless penitence and prayers, Snatch me, just mounting, from the blest abode, Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God! No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole; Rise Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! 290 Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor...
Limited preview - About this book

The Cambridge Companion to Alexander Pope

Pat Rogers - 2007
...thy self to heav'n; dispute my heart" (281-2): Snatch me, just mounting, from the blest abode, Assist the Fiends and tear me from my God! No, fly me, fly me! Far as Pole from Pole; Rise Alps between us! (287-90) It is the poem's emotional climax, the equivalent of Faustus's terrified...
Limited preview - About this book

The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal, 26. köide

Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - 1762 - 574 lehte
...The trtnfiuon of .paffioo are a*t the taft bflwti» of i3iefe elegiac Epiftlcs. No, fly m», fly roe, far as pole from pole; Rife Alps between us, and whole oceans roll ! Ah ? come not, write not, think not once of riie, Nor ft)ar« one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Abi
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF