The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Volume 21754 |
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... lengthen Phaon's fleep , And bid Endymion nightly tend his fheep . Venus for those had rapt thee to the skies , But Mars on thee might look with Venus ' eyes . 90 100 O nec adhuc juvenis , nec jam puer ! utilis SAPPHO TO PHAON . 9.
... lengthen Phaon's fleep , And bid Endymion nightly tend his fheep . Venus for those had rapt thee to the skies , But Mars on thee might look with Venus ' eyes . 90 100 O nec adhuc juvenis , nec jam puer ! utilis SAPPHO TO PHAON . 9.
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... skies ; 245 Clouds interpofe , waves roar , and winds arise . I fhriek , ftart up , the fame fad profpect find , And wake to all the griefs I left behind . For thee the fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and ...
... skies ; 245 Clouds interpofe , waves roar , and winds arise . I fhriek , ftart up , the fame fad profpect find , And wake to all the griefs I left behind . For thee the fates , feverely kind , ordain A cool fufpenfe from pleasure and ...
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... each bright idea of the skies ; 280 Take back that grace , thofe forrows , and those tears ; Take back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs ; 285 Snatch me juft mounting , from the bleft abode ; С 2 ELOISA TO ABELARD . 35.
... each bright idea of the skies ; 280 Take back that grace , thofe forrows , and those tears ; Take back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs ; 285 Snatch me juft mounting , from the bleft abode ; С 2 ELOISA TO ABELARD . 35.
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Alexander Pope. I ftood , methougt , betwixt earth , feas , and skies ; The whole creation open to my eyes : In air felf - balanc'd hung the globe below , Where mountains rife and circling oceans flow ; Here naked rocks , and empty ...
Alexander Pope. I ftood , methougt , betwixt earth , feas , and skies ; The whole creation open to my eyes : In air felf - balanc'd hung the globe below , Where mountains rife and circling oceans flow ; Here naked rocks , and empty ...
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... skies . NOTES . VER . 81. There great Alcides , etc. ] This figure of Hercules is drawn with an eye to the pofition of the famous ftatue of Far- nefe , P. The Eaftern front was glorious to behold , With diamond 48 TEMPLE THE.
... skies . NOTES . VER . 81. There great Alcides , etc. ] This figure of Hercules is drawn with an eye to the pofition of the famous ftatue of Far- nefe , P. The Eaftern front was glorious to behold , With diamond 48 TEMPLE THE.
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Page 31 - Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain ; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames resign, And wait, till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.
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Page 36 - And more than Echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I 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...