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... thee : Blest Swains , whose Nymphs in ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties ...
... thee : Blest Swains , whose Nymphs in ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties ...
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... thee . The sultry Sirius burns the thirsty plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? [ Thame . Spenser repeatedly uses this form ...
... thee . The sultry Sirius burns the thirsty plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? [ Thame . Spenser repeatedly uses this form ...
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... thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming pow'r The captive bird that sings within thy bow'r ! Then might my voice thy list'ning ears employ , And I those kisses he receives , enjoy . And yet my numbers please the rural throng ...
... thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming pow'r The captive bird that sings within thy bow'r ! Then might my voice thy list'ning ears employ , And I those kisses he receives , enjoy . And yet my numbers please the rural throng ...
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... thee , Love ! on foreign Mountains bred , Wolves gave thee suck , and savage Tigers fed . Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ...
... thee , Love ! on foreign Mountains bred , Wolves gave thee suck , and savage Tigers fed . Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ...
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... thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , If teeming ewes increase my fleecy breed . While plants their shade , or flow'rs their odours give , Thy name , thy honour , and thy praise shall live ! THYRSIS . But see , Orion sheds ...
... thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , If teeming ewes increase my fleecy breed . While plants their shade , or flow'rs their odours give , Thy name , thy honour , and thy praise shall live ! THYRSIS . But see , Orion sheds ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: Ed., with Notes and Introductory Memoir Alexander Pope,Sir Adolphus William Ward Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1924 |
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Side 44 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Side 196 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Side 273 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Side 90 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Side 202 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen: Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Side 75 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Side 55 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Side 223 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than Hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue.
Side 191 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Side 196 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.