The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq, Volumen2B. Law, J. Johnson, C. Dilly [and others], 1797 - 3650 páginas |
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... breast 396 VII . On the Monument of the Hon . Robert DIGBY , and of his Sifter MARY , 1727 397 VIII . On Sir GODFREY KNELLER , in Weft- minster abbey , 1723 - 399 IX . On General HENRY WITHERS , in Weft- minster - abbey , 1729 400 X. On ...
... breast 396 VII . On the Monument of the Hon . Robert DIGBY , and of his Sifter MARY , 1727 397 VIII . On Sir GODFREY KNELLER , in Weft- minster abbey , 1723 - 399 IX . On General HENRY WITHERS , in Weft- minster - abbey , 1729 400 X. On ...
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... breast . Alas , what more could fate itself impose , But thee , the last and greatest of my woes ? 80 No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling di'monds glow ; No Veste tegor vili : nullum eft in crinibus ...
... breast . Alas , what more could fate itself impose , But thee , the last and greatest of my woes ? 80 No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling di'monds glow ; No Veste tegor vili : nullum eft in crinibus ...
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... breast , and stop'd my freezing blood ; No figh to rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ' impetuous paffion found , I rend my treffes , and my breaft I wound ; I rave , then weep ; I ...
... breast , and stop'd my freezing blood ; No figh to rife , no tear had pow'r to flow , Fix'd in a stupid lethargy of woe : But when its way th ' impetuous paffion found , I rend my treffes , and my breaft I wound ; I rave , then weep ; I ...
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... breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd fo well ; Where the Loves play'd , and where the Mufes dwell . Alas ! the Mufes now no more infpire , Untun'd my lute , and filent is my lyre . My languid numbers have forgot to flow , And fancy ...
... breast which once , in vain ! you lik'd fo well ; Where the Loves play'd , and where the Mufes dwell . Alas ! the Mufes now no more infpire , Untun'd my lute , and filent is my lyre . My languid numbers have forgot to flow , And fancy ...
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... breast : 91 Ev'n thought meets thought , ere from the lips it part , And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart . This fure is blifs ( if blifs on earth there be ) And once the lot of Abelard and me . Alas how chang'd ! what ...
... breast : 91 Ev'n thought meets thought , ere from the lips it part , And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart . This fure is blifs ( if blifs on earth there be ) And once the lot of Abelard and me . Alas how chang'd ! what ...
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Página 37 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Página 313 - Inspiration ; his ideas are vast and sublime ; his people are a superior order of beings ; there is nothing about them, nothing in the air of their actions or their attitudes, or the style and cast of their limbs or features, that reminds us of their belonging to our own species.
Página 68 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Página 34 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Página 397 - Go, then, where only bliss sincere is known! Go, where to love and to enjoy are one ! Yet take these tears, Mortality's relief, And, till we share your joys, forgive our grief: These little rites, a stone, a verse receive, Tis all a father, all a friend can give...
Página 306 - Who, careless now of interest, fame, or fate, Perhaps forgets that Oxford e'er was great ; Or deeming meanest what we greatest call, Beholds thee glorious only in thy fall.
Página 401 - A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
Página 402 - OF manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit a man, simplicity a child : With native humour temp'ring virtuous rage, Form'd to delight at once and lash the age : Above temptation in a low estate, And uncorrupted ev'n among the great : 6 A safe companion, and an easy friend, Unblam'd thro
Página 38 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Página 397 - Who knew no Wish but what the world might hear : Of softest manners, unaffected mind, Lover of peace, and friend of human kind : Go live ! for Heav'n's Eternal year is thine, Go, and exalt thy Moral to Divine.