The Works of Alexander Pope: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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Sivu 19
... death the guiltless flood profane ! On Phoebus ' fhrine my harp I'll then beftow , And this Infcription shall be plac'd below . " Here she who fung , to him that did inspire , " Sappho to Phœbus confecrates her Lyre ; " What suits with ...
... death the guiltless flood profane ! On Phoebus ' fhrine my harp I'll then beftow , And this Infcription shall be plac'd below . " Here she who fung , to him that did inspire , " Sappho to Phœbus confecrates her Lyre ; " What suits with ...
Sivu 31
... death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy presence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 160 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD . 31.
... death - like filence , and a dread repofe : Her gloomy presence faddens all the scene , Shades ev'ry flow'r , and darkens ev'ry green , 160 165 Deepens the murmur of the falling floods , And breathes ELOISA TO ABELARD . 31.
Sivu 32
... Death , only death , can break the lasting chain ; And here , ev'n then , fhall my cold duft remain , Here all its frailties , all its flames refign , 170 179 And wait till ' tis no fin to mix with thine . Ah wretch ! believ'd the ...
... Death , only death , can break the lasting chain ; And here , ev'n then , fhall my cold duft remain , Here all its frailties , all its flames refign , 170 179 And wait till ' tis no fin to mix with thine . Ah wretch ! believ'd the ...
Sivu 38
... Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on , when ' tis man we love . Then too , when fate fhall thy fair frame deftroy , ( That caufe of all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd ...
... Death all - eloquent ! you only prove 335 What duft we doat on , when ' tis man we love . Then too , when fate fhall thy fair frame deftroy , ( That caufe of all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd ...
Sivu 53
... death in the profpect of an after - life , and for the glory of a fong from their bards in praise of their actions . P. IMITATIONS . VER . 132. The wall in luftre etc. ] It fhone lighter than a glass , And made well more than it was ...
... death in the profpect of an after - life , and for the glory of a fong from their bards in praise of their actions . P. IMITATIONS . VER . 132. The wall in luftre etc. ] It fhone lighter than a glass , And made well more than it was ...
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Sivu 28 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 26 - No happier task these faded eyes pursue ; To read and weep is all they now can do. Then share thy pain...
Sivu 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!
Sivu 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!
Sivu 71 - As on the smooth expanse of crystal lakes The sinking stone at first a circle makes ; The trembling...
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.