The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, Volumen 2A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, H. Lintot, and C. Bathurst, 1757 |
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... winds the spreading flames are born ! 10 Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds ; -Mufic has charms alone for peaceful minds . Nec me Pyrrhiades ...
... winds the spreading flames are born ! 10 Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires , While I confume with more than Ætna's fires ! No more my foul a charm in music finds ; -Mufic has charms alone for peaceful minds . Nec me Pyrrhiades ...
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... wind : For whom should Sappho ufe fuch arts as these ? He's gone , whom only fhe defir'd to please ! Cupid's light darts my tender bofom move , Still is there cause for Sappho still to love ; So from my birth the Sifters fix'd my doom ...
... wind : For whom should Sappho ufe fuch arts as these ? He's gone , whom only fhe defir'd to please ! Cupid's light darts my tender bofom move , Still is there cause for Sappho still to love ; So from my birth the Sifters fix'd my doom ...
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... winds my pray'rs , my fighs , my numbers bear , The flying winds have loft them all in air !. Or when , alas ! shall more auspicious gales To these fond eyes reftore thy welcome fails ? If you return - ah why thefe long delays ? Poor ...
... winds my pray'rs , my fighs , my numbers bear , The flying winds have loft them all in air !. Or when , alas ! shall more auspicious gales To these fond eyes reftore thy welcome fails ? If you return - ah why thefe long delays ? Poor ...
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... wind , The wand'ring ftreams 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 ...
... wind , The wand'ring ftreams 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 ...
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... winds arise . I fhriek , ftart up , the fame fad prospect find , And wake to all the griefs I left behind . For thee the fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and from pain ; Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd ...
... winds arise . I fhriek , ftart up , the fame fad prospect find , And wake to all the griefs I left behind . For thee the fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and from pain ; Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd ...