 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 702 pàgines
...saints with wonder heard the vows I made. Yet -then, to those dread altars as I drew, Rot on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call ; And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come, with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Those still at least... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 334 pàgines
...heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the cross my eyes were tix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe^ Those still at least... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 pàgines
...heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the cross my eyes were tix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe j Those still at least... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 pàgines
...vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the Cross my eyes were fiVd, but yon : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my wo; Those still at least... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1810 - 312 pàgines
...with wonder heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, 115 not on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, and if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe; those still at least... | |
 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 330 pàgines
...with wonder heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, • Not on the Cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my. call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my wo; Those still at least... | |
 | Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 314 pàgines
...with wonder heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, 115 not on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, and if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe: those still at least... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 pàgines
...heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the cross my eyes were nx'd, ty, sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themse lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Those still at least... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 402 pàgines
...saints with wonder heard the vows I made. Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call ; And if I .lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Those still at least... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 308 pàgines
...saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew, Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose my love, I lose my all. Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe; Those still at least... | |
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Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. 
