The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq, Bind 2B. Law, J. Johnson, C. Dilly [and others], 1797 - 3650 sider |
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Side 4
... funt apti lufibus anni . O facies oculis infidiofa meis ! Sume fidem et pharetram ; fies manifeftus Apollo : Accedant capiti cornua ; Bacchus eris . 10 15 20 Et Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow , 4 SAPPHO PHAONI .
... funt apti lufibus anni . O facies oculis infidiofa meis ! Sume fidem et pharetram ; fies manifeftus Apollo : Accedant capiti cornua ; Bacchus eris . 10 15 20 Et Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow , 4 SAPPHO PHAONI .
Side 5
Alexander Pope. Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow , And tun'd my heart to Elegies of woe . I burn , I burn , as when through ripen'd corn By driving winds the fpreading flames are born ! 10 Phaon to Aetna's fcorching fields ...
Alexander Pope. Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow , And tun'd my heart to Elegies of woe . I burn , I burn , as when through ripen'd corn By driving winds the fpreading flames are born ! 10 Phaon to Aetna's fcorching fields ...
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... tears ; 65 70 My brother next , neglecting wealth and fame , 75 Ignobly burn'd in a destructive flame : An infant daughter late my griefs increas'd , And all a mother's cares diftract my breast . Alas , what more could fate itself ...
... tears ; 65 70 My brother next , neglecting wealth and fame , 75 Ignobly burn'd in a destructive flame : An infant daughter late my griefs increas'd , And all a mother's cares diftract my breast . Alas , what more could fate itself ...
Side 11
... at least the love you will not give . See , while I write , my words are lost in tears ! The lefs my fenfe , the more my love appears . 110 Sure Non tecum lacrymas , non ofcula fumma tulisti ; Denique SAPPHO TO PHAON . 11.
... at least the love you will not give . See , while I write , my words are lost in tears ! The lefs my fenfe , the more my love appears . 110 Sure Non tecum lacrymas , non ofcula fumma tulisti ; Denique SAPPHO TO PHAON . 11.
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... tear did you , no parting kiss receive , Nor knew I then how much I was to grieve . No lover's gift your Sappho could ... tears , His hated image ever haunts my eyes , And why this grief ? thy daughter lives , he cries . 130 135 Stung Tu ...
... tear did you , no parting kiss receive , Nor knew I then how much I was to grieve . No lover's gift your Sappho could ... tears , His hated image ever haunts my eyes , And why this grief ? thy daughter lives , he cries . 130 135 Stung Tu ...
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Andraemon Aonia Argos beauty beſt bleft breaſt cauſe charms Chaucer cloſe crown'd dame Dryope Dunciad eaſe Epiftle Eteocles Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire fays feem fhade fhall fhining fhould fide figh filent fince firft firſt flain flame foft fome foul ftill fubject fuch fure gentle grace heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe huſband IMITATIONS juft juſt laft laſt lefs loft Lord lov'd mihi moſt Muſe muſt night NOTES numbers nymph o'er obferved Ovid paffion paſt Petrarch Phaon Phoebus pleaſe pleaſure poem poet Pope pow'r praiſe Quintilian quod rage raiſe reft reſt rife Sappho ſay ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhe ſkies ſome ſpeak ſpouſe ſpread ſtate Statius ſtill tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi tranflated Twas Tydeus uſe verfe verſe Vertumnus Virgil virgin whofe whoſe wife youth
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Side 37 - 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.
Side 313 - Inspiration ; his ideas are vast and sublime ; his people are a superior order of beings ; there is nothing about them, nothing in the air of their actions or their attitudes, or the style and cast of their limbs or features, that reminds us of their belonging to our own species.
Side 68 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Side 34 - And Saints with wonder heard the vows I made, Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew...
Side 397 - Go, then, where only bliss sincere is known! Go, where to love and to enjoy are one ! Yet take these tears, Mortality's relief, And, till we share your joys, forgive our grief: These little rites, a stone, a verse receive, Tis all a father, all a friend can give...
Side 306 - Who, careless now of interest, fame, or fate, Perhaps forgets that Oxford e'er was great ; Or deeming meanest what we greatest call, Beholds thee glorious only in thy fall.
Side 401 - 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.
Side 402 - OF manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit a man, simplicity a child : With native humour temp'ring virtuous rage, Form'd to delight at once and lash the age : Above temptation in a low estate, And uncorrupted ev'n among the great : 6 A safe companion, and an easy friend, Unblam'd thro
Side 38 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Side 397 - Who knew no Wish but what the world might hear : Of softest manners, unaffected mind, Lover of peace, and friend of human kind : Go live ! for Heav'n's Eternal year is thine, Go, and exalt thy Moral to Divine.