The Works of Alexander Pope, Band 2J. F. Dove, St. John's Square, 1822 |
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... ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits on thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , 120 Per tibi , qui nunquam longe discedat , Amorem , SAPPHO TO PHAON . 11.
... ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits on thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , 120 Per tibi , qui nunquam longe discedat , Amorem , SAPPHO TO PHAON . 11.
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... 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 . 115 Come ! with thy looks , thy ...
... 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 . 115 Come ! with thy looks , thy ...
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... heard a hollow sound . Come , sister , come ! ( it said , or seem'd to say ) Thy place is here , sad sister , come away ; 310 Once like thyself , I trembled , wept , and pray'd , Love's victim then , tho ' now a sainted maid ; But all ...
... heard a hollow sound . Come , sister , come ! ( it said , or seem'd to say ) Thy place is here , sad sister , come away ; 310 Once like thyself , I trembled , wept , and pray'd , Love's victim then , tho ' now a sainted maid ; But all ...
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... heard a wild promiscuous sound , Like broken thunders that at distance roar , Or billows murm'ring on the hollow shore : Then gazing up , a glorious pile beheld , Whose tow'ring summit ambient clouds conceal'd . High on a rock of ice ...
... heard a wild promiscuous sound , Like broken thunders that at distance roar , Or billows murm'ring on the hollow shore : Then gazing up , a glorious pile beheld , Whose tow'ring summit ambient clouds conceal'd . High on a rock of ice ...
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... heard the angry spirits ' yell ; No wizard mutters the tremendous spell , Nor sinks convulsive in prophetic swoon , Nor bids the noise of drums and trumpets swell , To ease of fancied pangs the labouring moon , Or chase the shade that ...
... heard the angry spirits ' yell ; No wizard mutters the tremendous spell , Nor sinks convulsive in prophetic swoon , Nor bids the noise of drums and trumpets swell , To ease of fancied pangs the labouring moon , Or chase the shade that ...
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Seite 36 - 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 ; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid...
Seite 89 - Then came the smallest tribe I yet had seen, Plain was their dress, and modest was their mien. Great idol of mankind ! we neither claim The praise of merit, nor aspire to fame ! But safe in deserts from th...
Seite 30 - Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid; They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires, The virgin's wish without her fears impart, 55 Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart, Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Seite 42 - 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. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
Seite 289 - The lust of lucre, and the dread of death. In vain to deserts thy retreat is made; The Muse attends thee to thy silent shade: 'Tis hers, the brave man's latest steps to trace, Rejudge his acts, and dignify disgrace. 30 When int'rest calls off all her sneaking train And all th...
Seite 378 - Unblam'd through life, lamented in thy end. These are thy honours; not that here thy bust Is mix'd with heroes, or with kings thy dust; But that the Worthy and the Good shall say, Striking their pensive bosoms — Here lies GAY.
Seite 32 - Some emanation of th' all-beauteous Mind. Those smiling eyes, attemp'ring every ray, Shone sweetly lambent with celestial day. Guiltless I gaz'd; heav'n listen'd while you sung; And truths divine came mended from that tongue. From lips like those what precept fail'd to move? Too soon they taught me 'twas no sin to love: Back through the paths of pleasing sense I ran, Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov'da Man.
Seite 32 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies, Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour!
Seite 377 - A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
Seite 35 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.