The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... rage the founding ftrings , No lefs renown attends the moving lyre , Which Venus tunes , and all her loves infpire ; To me what nature has in charms deny'd , Is well by wit's more lafting flames fupply'd . Tho ' fhort my ftature , yet ...
... rage the founding ftrings , No lefs renown attends the moving lyre , Which Venus tunes , and all her loves infpire ; To me what nature has in charms deny'd , Is well by wit's more lafting flames fupply'd . Tho ' fhort my ftature , yet ...
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... rage , now melt in tears again . Not fiercer pangs distract the mournful dame , Whose first - born infant feeds the funʼral flame . My scornful brother with a smile appears , Infults my woes , and triumphs in my tears , His hated image ...
... rage , now melt in tears again . Not fiercer pangs distract the mournful dame , Whose first - born infant feeds the funʼral flame . My scornful brother with a smile appears , Infults my woes , and triumphs in my tears , His hated image ...
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... rage fupprefs'd , Let tears , and burning blushes speak the reft . Canft thou forget that fad , that folemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canft thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade ...
... rage fupprefs'd , Let tears , and burning blushes speak the reft . Canft thou forget that fad , that folemn day , When victims at yon altar's foot we lay ? Canft thou forget what tears that moment fell , When , warm in youth , I bade ...
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... rage of ill - requited heav'n : But fuch plain roofs as Piety could raise , And only vocal with the Maker's praise . 140 In these lone walls ( their days eternal bound ) These mofs - grown domes with fpiry turrets crown'd , NOTES . VER ...
... rage of ill - requited heav'n : But fuch plain roofs as Piety could raise , And only vocal with the Maker's praise . 140 In these lone walls ( their days eternal bound ) These mofs - grown domes with fpiry turrets crown'd , NOTES . VER ...
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... rage t'infuse The fofter fpirit of the Sapphic Muse . NOTES . 220 225 VER . 210. Four fwans fuftain etc. ] Pindar being feated in a chariot , alludes to the chariot - races he celebrated in the Grecian games . The fwans are emblems of ...
... rage t'infuse The fofter fpirit of the Sapphic Muse . NOTES . 220 225 VER . 210. Four fwans fuftain etc. ] Pindar being feated in a chariot , alludes to the chariot - races he celebrated in the Grecian games . The fwans are emblems of ...
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Página 28 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...
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 31 - 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 38 - And smooth my passage to the realms of day; See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul! Ah no — in sacred vestments may'st thou stand, The hallow'd taper trembling in thy hand, Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die.
Página 26 - No happier task these faded eyes pursue ; To read and weep is all they now can do. Then share thy pain...
Página 38 - Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloisa see!
Página 39 - When this rebellious heart shall beat no more; 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 falling tears each other sheds, 350 Then sadly say, with mutual pity mov'd, "Oh may we never love as these have lov'd!
Página 71 - As on the smooth expanse of crystal lakes The sinking stone at first a circle makes ; The trembling...
Página 30 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God. Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care, Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.
Página 26 - Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes.