The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Volumen21754 |
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... stood , Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'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 paflion found , I rend treffes and my my breaft I wound ...
... stood , Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'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 paflion found , I rend treffes and my my breaft I wound ...
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... Now fhippes fayling in the fees . P. VER . 27. High on a rock of Ice , etc. ] Chaucer's third book of Fame . It stood upon fo high a rock ; Higher ftandeth none in Spayne - 30 The wond'rous rock like Parian marble shone , And 44 THE TEMPLE.
... Now fhippes fayling in the fees . P. VER . 27. High on a rock of Ice , etc. ] Chaucer's third book of Fame . It stood upon fo high a rock ; Higher ftandeth none in Spayne - 30 The wond'rous rock like Parian marble shone , And 44 THE TEMPLE.
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... stood aghast , And ftartled nature trembled with the blaft . This having heard and feen , fome pow'r unknown Strait chang'd the scene , and snatch'd me from the throne . IMITATIONS . VER . 406. Laft , those who boast of mighty , etc ...
... stood aghast , And ftartled nature trembled with the blaft . This having heard and feen , fome pow'r unknown Strait chang'd the scene , and snatch'd me from the throne . IMITATIONS . VER . 406. Laft , those who boast of mighty , etc ...
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... th'affiftance to receive , Which grave Phyficians fcruple not to give ; Satyrion near , with hot Eringo's stood , Cantharides , to fire the lazy blood , 375 Whofe ufe old Bards defcribe in luscious rhymes , And I 92 JANUARY AND MA Y.
... th'affiftance to receive , Which grave Phyficians fcruple not to give ; Satyrion near , with hot Eringo's stood , Cantharides , to fire the lazy blood , 375 Whofe ufe old Bards defcribe in luscious rhymes , And I 92 JANUARY AND MA Y.
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... the beauteous bride ; The good old Knight mov'd slowly by her fide . High mass was fung ; they feafted in the hall ; The fervants round stood ready at their call . 405 The squire alone was abfent from the board , And JANUARY AND MAY . 93.
... the beauteous bride ; The good old Knight mov'd slowly by her fide . High mass was fung ; they feafted in the hall ; The fervants round stood ready at their call . 405 The squire alone was abfent from the board , And JANUARY AND MAY . 93.
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Página 31 - Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain ; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames resign, And wait, till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.
Página 31 - 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 28 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Página 37 - If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings, To Paraclete's white walls, and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And drink the...
Página 26 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine.
Página 36 - Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God! No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole; Rise Alps between us!
Página 30 - And gleams of glory brighten'd all the day. But now no face divine contentment wears, 'Tis all blank sadness, or continual tears. See how the force of others...
Página 26 - Relentless walls ! whose darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains : Ye rugged rocks, which holy knees have worn ; Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn...
Página 36 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, 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.
Página 36 - And more than Echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound. 'Come, sister, come!' (it said, or seem'd to say) 'Thy place is here, sad sister, come away! 310 Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, tho...