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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Pagina 11
... she defir'd to please ! Cupid's light darts my tender bofom move , Still is there cause for Sappho ftill to love : 90 So from my birth the Sifters fix'd my doom , And gave to Venus all my life to come ; Or , while my Mufe in melting ...
... she defir'd to please ! Cupid's light darts my tender bofom move , Still is there cause for Sappho ftill to love : 90 So from my birth the Sifters fix'd my doom , And gave to Venus all my life to come ; Or , while my Mufe in melting ...
Pagina 19
... She stood and cry'd , " O you that love in vain ! << 190 Fly hence , and feek the fair Leucadian main ; " There stands a rock , from whofe impending steep Apollo's fane furveys the rolling deep ; " There injur'd lovers , leaping from ...
... She stood and cry'd , " O you that love in vain ! << 190 Fly hence , and feek the fair Leucadian main ; " There stands a rock , from whofe impending steep Apollo's fane furveys the rolling deep ; " There injur'd lovers , leaping from ...
Pagina 67
... 260 Till to the roof her tow'ring front she rais'd . IMITATIONS . VER . 259. Scarce feem'd her ftature , etc. ] Methought that he was fo lite , That the length of a cubite 265 With her , the Temple ev'ry moment grew , F 2 OF FAME . 67.
... 260 Till to the roof her tow'ring front she rais'd . IMITATIONS . VER . 259. Scarce feem'd her ftature , etc. ] Methought that he was fo lite , That the length of a cubite 265 With her , the Temple ev'ry moment grew , F 2 OF FAME . 67.
Pagina 71
... she , for now we lift That your good works fhall be wift . And yet ye fhall have better loos , Right in despite of all your foos , Than worthy is , and that anone . Let now ( quoth fhe ) thy trump gone- And certes all the breath that ...
... she , for now we lift That your good works fhall be wift . And yet ye fhall have better loos , Right in despite of all your foos , Than worthy is , and that anone . Let now ( quoth fhe ) thy trump gone- And certes all the breath that ...
Pagina 75
... She faid : in air the trembling music floats , And on the winds triumphant fwell the notes ; So foft , tho ' high , so loud , and yet so clear , Ev'n lift'ning Angels lean'd from heav'n to hear : To fartheft shores th ' Ambrofial spirit ...
... She faid : in air the trembling music floats , And on the winds triumphant fwell the notes ; So foft , tho ' high , so loud , and yet so clear , Ev'n lift'ning Angels lean'd from heav'n to hear : To fartheft shores th ' Ambrofial spirit ...
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