The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... feels my heart its long - forgotten heat ? Yet , yet I love ! I love ! --- From Abelard it came , And Eloïfa yet must kiss the name . Dear fatal name ! reft ever unreveal'd , Nor pass these lips in holy filence feal'd ; Hide it , my ...
... feels my heart its long - forgotten heat ? Yet , yet I love ! I love ! --- From Abelard it came , And Eloïfa yet must kiss the name . Dear fatal name ! reft ever unreveal'd , Nor pass these lips in holy filence feal'd ; Hide it , my ...
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... ; Let him our fad , our tender story tell ! The well - fung woes will footh my penfive ghoft ; He best can paint ' em who shall feel ' em most . TRANSLATIONS AND IMITATIONS . T Advertisement . HE hint of ELOISA TO ABELARD . 45.
... ; Let him our fad , our tender story tell ! The well - fung woes will footh my penfive ghoft ; He best can paint ' em who shall feel ' em most . TRANSLATIONS AND IMITATIONS . T Advertisement . HE hint of ELOISA TO ABELARD . 45.
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... feels the genial ray ; As balmy sleep had charm'd my cares to reft , 5 And love itself was banish'd from my breast , ( What time the morn mysterious vifions brings , While purer flumbers spread their golden wings ) NOTES . VER . I. In ...
... feels the genial ray ; As balmy sleep had charm'd my cares to reft , 5 And love itself was banish'd from my breast , ( What time the morn mysterious vifions brings , While purer flumbers spread their golden wings ) NOTES . VER . I. In ...
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... feel , Like crystal faithful to the graving steel : IMITATIONS . VER . 41. Nor was the work impair'd , etc. ] Tho gan I in myne harte caft , That they were molte away for heate , And not away with ftormes beate . VER.45 . Yet part no ...
... feel , Like crystal faithful to the graving steel : IMITATIONS . VER . 41. Nor was the work impair'd , etc. ] Tho gan I in myne harte caft , That they were molte away for heate , And not away with ftormes beate . VER.45 . Yet part no ...
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... feel , and more : Unaw'd by precepts , human or divine , Like birds and beafts promifcuously they join : Nor know to make the present bleffing last , To hope the future , or esteem the paft : But vainly boaft the joys they never try'd ...
... feel , and more : Unaw'd by precepts , human or divine , Like birds and beafts promifcuously they join : Nor know to make the present bleffing last , To hope the future , or esteem the paft : But vainly boaft the joys they never try'd ...
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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...