be patient, and obey: Dear as you are, if Jove his arm extend, I can but grieve, unable to defend. What god so daring in your aid to move, Or lift his hand against the force of Jove? Once in your cause I felt his matchless might, 760 Hurl'd headlong downward... The Whole Poetical Works of Alexander Pope ...: Including His Translations ... - עמוד 22 מאת Alexander Pope - 1804 - 479 דפים תצוגה מלאה -
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