The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeRoutledge, Warne, and Routledge, 1863 - 478 Seiten |
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... Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death ! where is thy sting ? AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM . Written in the year 1709 . T. ' Tis hard to ...
... Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death ! where is thy sting ? AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM . Written in the year 1709 . T. ' Tis hard to ...
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... Heaven decrees ! with Heaven who can con- test ? Some thought it mounted to the lunar sphere , Since all things lost on earth are treasured there ' . There heroes ' wits are kept in ponderous vases , And beaux ' in snuff - boxes and ...
... Heaven decrees ! with Heaven who can con- test ? Some thought it mounted to the lunar sphere , Since all things lost on earth are treasured there ' . There heroes ' wits are kept in ponderous vases , And beaux ' in snuff - boxes and ...
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... Heaven's while Abelard has part , Still rebel nature holds out half my heart ; 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 ...
... Heaven's while Abelard has part , Still rebel nature holds out half my heart ; 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 ...
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... Heaven scarce believed the conquest it survey'd , And 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 ...
... Heaven scarce believed the conquest it survey'd , And 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 ...
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... heaven . Come , Abelard ! for what hast thou to dread ? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead . Nature stands check'd ; Religion disapproves ; Even thou art cold - yet Eloïsa loves . Ah hopeless , lasting flames ; like those that ...
... heaven . Come , Abelard ! for what hast thou to dread ? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead . Nature stands check'd ; Religion disapproves ; Even thou art cold - yet Eloïsa loves . Ah hopeless , lasting flames ; like those that ...
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