 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - 1762 - 576 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... | |
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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. 
