The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death, Together with the Commentary and Notes of Mr. Warburton, Volume 2A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, C. Bathurst, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, J. Richardson, B. Law, S. Crowder, T. Longman, T. Field, and T. Caslon, 1760 |
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... instruct me other joys to prize , With other beauties charm my partial eyes , my view fet all the bright abode , foul quit Abelard for God . Full in And make my 125 Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care , 34 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
... instruct me other joys to prize , With other beauties charm my partial eyes , my view fet all the bright abode , foul quit Abelard for God . Full in And make my 125 Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care , 34 ELOISA TO ABELARD .
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... bright Idea of the skies ; Take back that grace , those forrows , and those tears ; 1 285 Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs ; Snatch me , just mounting , from the blest abode , Affift the fiends , and tear me from my God ! No ...
... bright Idea of the skies ; Take back that grace , those forrows , and those tears ; 1 285 Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs ; Snatch me , just mounting , from the blest abode , Affift the fiends , and tear me from my God ! No ...
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... all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd , Bright clouds descend , and Angels watch thee round , 340 From op'ning skies may ftreaming glories fhine , And Saints ELOISA TO ABELARD . 43.
... all my guilt , and all my joy ) In trance extatic may thy pangs be drown'd , Bright clouds descend , and Angels watch thee round , 340 From op'ning skies may ftreaming glories fhine , And Saints ELOISA TO ABELARD . 43.
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... bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky As Atlas fix'd , each hoary pile appears , The gather'd winter of a thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple stands Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud ...
... bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky As Atlas fix'd , each hoary pile appears , The gather'd winter of a thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple stands Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud ...
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... bright , transparent beryl were the walls , The freezes gold , and gold the capitals : As heav'n with stars , the roof with jewels glows , And ever - living lamps depend in rows . Full in the paffage of each spacious gate , The fage ...
... bright , transparent beryl were the walls , The freezes gold , and gold the capitals : As heav'n with stars , the roof with jewels glows , And ever - living lamps depend in rows . Full in the paffage of each spacious gate , The fage ...
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Page 36 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering 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...
Page 35 - 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.
Page 30 - Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear. I tremble too, where'er my own I find, Some dire misfortune follows close behind. Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow...
Page 33 - 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!
Page 37 - 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...
Page 40 - Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes. I waste the Matin lamp in sighs for thee, Thy image steals between my God and me, Thy voice I seem in...
Page 26 - midst the stars inscribe Belinda's name. ELOISA TO ABELARD ARGUMENT ABELARD and Eloisa flourished in the twelfth Century; they were two of the most distinguished Persons of their age in learning and beauty, but for nothing more famous than for their unfortunate passion. After a long course of calamities, they retired each to a several Convent, and consecrated the remainder of their days to religion.
Page 34 - Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd; Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest.
Page 31 - 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 pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Page 29 - Contemplation dwells, And ever-musing Melancholy reigns, What means this tumult in a vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat ? Yet, yet I love ! — From Abelard it came, And Eloi'sa yet must kiss the name.