The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... seen ; Plain was their drefs , and modeft was their mien . IMITATIONS . Swift , as a pellet out of a gunne , When fire is in the powder runne . And fuch a fmoke gan out wende , Out of the foul trumpet's ende - etc . P. VER . 356. Then ...
... seen ; Plain was their drefs , and modeft was their mien . IMITATIONS . Swift , as a pellet out of a gunne , When fire is in the powder runne . And fuch a fmoke gan out wende , Out of the foul trumpet's ende - etc . P. VER . 356. Then ...
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... Seen with both eyes , and pinion'd on the place ; All they shall need is to protest and swear , Breathe a foft figh , and drop a tender tear ; 66g Till their wife husbands , gull'd by arts like these , Grow gentle , tractable , and tame ...
... Seen with both eyes , and pinion'd on the place ; All they shall need is to protest and swear , Breathe a foft figh , and drop a tender tear ; 66g Till their wife husbands , gull'd by arts like these , Grow gentle , tractable , and tame ...
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... seen , and rear'd of honeft wood . A tomb indeed , with fewer fculptures grac'd , Than that Maufolus ' pious widow plac'd , Or where infhrin'd the great Darius lay ; But coft on graves is merely thrown away . 250 The pit fill'd up ...
... seen , and rear'd of honeft wood . A tomb indeed , with fewer fculptures grac'd , Than that Maufolus ' pious widow plac'd , Or where infhrin'd the great Darius lay ; But coft on graves is merely thrown away . 250 The pit fill'd up ...
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... seen to rear His flaming creft , and lafh the yielding air . 155 But when the Fury took her stand on high , 160 Where vast Citharon's top falutes the sky , A hifs from all the fnaky tire went round : The dreadful fignal all the rocks ...
... seen to rear His flaming creft , and lafh the yielding air . 155 But when the Fury took her stand on high , 160 Where vast Citharon's top falutes the sky , A hifs from all the fnaky tire went round : The dreadful fignal all the rocks ...
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... seen ( the blood of Laius fhed ) 330 The murd'ring fon afcend his parent's bed , Thro ' violated nature force his way , 335 And ftain the facred womb where once he lay ? Yet now in darkness and despair he groans , And for the crimes of ...
... seen ( the blood of Laius fhed ) 330 The murd'ring fon afcend his parent's bed , Thro ' violated nature force his way , 335 And ftain the facred womb where once he lay ? Yet now in darkness and despair he groans , And for the crimes of ...
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Página 30 - 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 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Página 30 - The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wand'ring streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
Página 59 - The figur'd games of Greece the column grace, Neptune and Jove survey the rapid race. The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ; The fiery steeds seem starting from the stone ; The champions in distorted postures threat ; 220 And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
Página 35 - 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 25 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Página 33 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro...
Página 35 - When from the cenfer clouds of fragrance roll, And fwelling organs lift the rifing foul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priefts, tapers, temples, fwim before my fight : In feas of flame my plunging foul is drown'd, 275 While Altars blaze, and Angels tremble round.
Página 27 - em all: Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove; No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
Página 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...