The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... gentle gales , beneath my body blow , And foftly lay me on the waves below ! And thou , kind Love , my finking limbs sustain , Spread thy foft wings , and waft me o'er the main , Nor let a Lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! On ...
... gentle gales , beneath my body blow , And foftly lay me on the waves below ! And thou , kind Love , my finking limbs sustain , Spread thy foft wings , and waft me o'er the main , Nor let a Lover's death the guiltless flood profane ! On ...
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... d To touch the Mufes future bard ; But Cytherea's gentle dove Myrtles and Bays around me fpread ,. And crown'd your infant Poet's head , Sacred to Music and to Love , P. His piercing eyes , erect , appear to view Superior OF FAM E. 59.
... d To touch the Mufes future bard ; But Cytherea's gentle dove Myrtles and Bays around me fpread ,. And crown'd your infant Poet's head , Sacred to Music and to Love , P. His piercing eyes , erect , appear to view Superior OF FAM E. 59.
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... gentle manners , as of gen'rous race , Bleft with much fenfe , more riches , and fome grace . Yet led aftray by Venus ' foft delights , He fcarce could rule fome idle appetites : For long ago , let Priests fay what they cou'd , Weak ...
... gentle manners , as of gen'rous race , Bleft with much fenfe , more riches , and fome grace . Yet led aftray by Venus ' foft delights , He fcarce could rule fome idle appetites : For long ago , let Priests fay what they cou'd , Weak ...
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... gentle deities , can he That has a wife , e'er feel adverfity ? Would men but follow what the fex advise , All things would profper , all the world grow wife . ' Twas by Rebecca's aid that Jacob won His father's bleffing from an elder ...
... gentle deities , can he That has a wife , e'er feel adverfity ? Would men but follow what the fex advise , All things would profper , all the world grow wife . ' Twas by Rebecca's aid that Jacob won His father's bleffing from an elder ...
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... gentle Sir , take warning of a friend , Who knows too well the state you 185 190 thus commend ; And spight of all his praises must declare , All he can find is bondage , cost , and care . Heav'n knows , I fhed full many a private tear ...
... gentle Sir , take warning of a friend , Who knows too well the state you 185 190 thus commend ; And spight of all his praises must declare , All he can find is bondage , cost , and care . Heav'n knows , I fhed full many a private tear ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 19 - Phaon's hate, And hope from seas and rocks a milder fate. Ye gentle gales, beneath my body blow, And softly lay me on the waves below!
Seite 29 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Seite 26 - 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?
Seite 36 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, 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.
Seite 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!
Seite 29 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Seite 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.
Seite 31 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering 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...