The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitationsJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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Sivu 17
... shades that veil'd our joys before ; But , Phaon gone , those shades delight no more . Here the prefs'd herbs with bending tops betray Where oft entwin'd in am'rous folds we lay ; 170 I kifs that earth which once was prefs'd by you ...
... shades that veil'd our joys before ; But , Phaon gone , those shades delight no more . Here the prefs'd herbs with bending tops betray Where oft entwin'd in am'rous folds we lay ; 170 I kifs that earth which once was prefs'd by you ...
Sivu 36
... 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 . 170 Yet here for ever , ever muft I ftay ; Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death , only death ...
... 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 . 170 Yet here for ever , ever muft I ftay ; Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death , only death ...
Sivu 54
... was conferved with the fhade ( All the writing that I fye ) Of the caftle that stoode on high , And stood eke in fo cold a place , That heate might it not deface . P. 40 45 The rock's high fummit , in the temple's shade , 54 THE TEMPLE .
... was conferved with the fhade ( All the writing that I fye ) Of the caftle that stoode on high , And stood eke in fo cold a place , That heate might it not deface . P. 40 45 The rock's high fummit , in the temple's shade , 54 THE TEMPLE .
Sivu 55
Alexander Pope. The rock's high fummit , in the temple's shade , Nor heat could melt , nor beating ftorm invade . Their names infcrib'd unnumber'd ages paft From time's first birth , with time itself fhall laft ; 50 These ever new , nor ...
Alexander Pope. The rock's high fummit , in the temple's shade , Nor heat could melt , nor beating ftorm invade . Their names infcrib'd unnumber'd ages paft From time's first birth , with time itself fhall laft ; 50 These ever new , nor ...
Sivu 69
... shaded waters fly , Or fettling , feize the sweets the bloffoms yield , And a low murmur runs along the field . Millions of fuppliant crouds the shrine attend , And all degrees before the Goddess bend ; The poor , 285 the rich , the ...
... shaded waters fly , Or fettling , feize the sweets the bloffoms yield , And a low murmur runs along the field . Millions of fuppliant crouds the shrine attend , And all degrees before the Goddess bend ; The poor , 285 the rich , the ...
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Sivu 30 - 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 28 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Sivu 30 - 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 59 - The figur'd games of Greece the column grace, Neptune and Jove survey the rapid race. The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ; The fiery steeds seem starting from the stone ; The champions in distorted postures threat ; 220 And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
Sivu 35 - 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.
Sivu 25 - 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?
Sivu 33 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro...
Sivu 35 - When from the cenfer clouds of fragrance roll, And fwelling organs lift the rifing foul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priefts, tapers, temples, fwim before my fight : In feas of flame my plunging foul is drown'd, 275 While Altars blaze, and Angels tremble round.
Sivu 27 - em all: Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove; No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
Sivu 27 - Oh! happy state! when souls each other draw, When love is liberty, and nature law...