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, כרך 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 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 24
עמוד 17
... trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : Night fhades the groves , and all in filence lie , All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I complain ...
... trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their fongs till thy return : Night fhades the groves , and all in filence lie , All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I complain ...
עמוד 36
... trees , The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; 160 No more these scenes my meditation aid , Or lull to rest the visionary maid . But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves , Long - founding ifles , and intermingled graves ...
... trees , The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze ; 160 No more these scenes my meditation aid , Or lull to rest the visionary maid . But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves , Long - founding ifles , and intermingled graves ...
עמוד 52
... trees , and intermingled temples rife : Now a clear fun the fhining scene displays , The tranfient landscape now in clouds decays . 20 O'er the wide Prospect as I gaz'd around , Sudden I heard a wild promifcuous found , Like broken ...
... trees , and intermingled temples rife : Now a clear fun the fhining scene displays , The tranfient landscape now in clouds decays . 20 O'er the wide Prospect as I gaz'd around , Sudden I heard a wild promifcuous found , Like broken ...
עמוד 56
... trees moving to the found Start from their roots , and form a fhade around : Amphion there the loud creating lyre 85 Strikes , and beholds a sudden Thebes aspire ! NOTES . peculiarly facred to Heroes and Worthies : Thofe whofe fta- tues ...
... trees moving to the found Start from their roots , and form a fhade around : Amphion there the loud creating lyre 85 Strikes , and beholds a sudden Thebes aspire ! NOTES . peculiarly facred to Heroes and Worthies : Thofe whofe fta- tues ...
עמוד 77
... trees , In fummer , when they ben grene ; And in the roof yet men may fene A thousand hoels and well mo , To letten the foune out go ; And by day in every tide Ben all the doors open wide , And by night each one unfhet ; No porter is ...
... trees , In fummer , when they ben grene ; And in the roof yet men may fene A thousand hoels and well mo , To letten the foune out go ; And by day in every tide Ben all the doors open wide , And by night each one unfhet ; No porter is ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 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?
עמוד 41 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, 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.
עמוד 33 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
עמוד 44 - If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings To Paraclete's white walls and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And...
עמוד 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.
עמוד 29 - IN these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heavenly-pensive 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 Eloisa yet must kiss the name.
עמוד 36 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, 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.
עמוד 43 - Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die. Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloi'sa see ! It will be then no crime to gaze on me.
עמוד 65 - 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 ; And all appear'd irregularly great. Here happy Horace tun'd th...
עמוד 32 - Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?