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... so lately calm , appears Swell ' d with new passion , and o ' erflows with tears ;
The winds and trees and floods her death deplore , Daphne , our griet , our glory
pow no more ! But see ! where Daphne wondering mounts on Above the clouds ...
... so lately calm , appears Swell ' d with new passion , and o ' erflows with tears ;
The winds and trees and floods her death deplore , Daphne , our griet , our glory
pow no more ! But see ! where Daphne wondering mounts on Above the clouds ...
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In vain kind seasons swelld the teening grain , Soft showers distill ' d , and suns
grew warm in vain : The swain with tears his frustrate labour yields , And famish '
d dies amidst his ripen ' d fields . What wonder then , a beast or subject slain ...
In vain kind seasons swelld the teening grain , Soft showers distill ' d , and suns
grew warm in vain : The swain with tears his frustrate labour yields , And famish '
d dies amidst his ripen ' d fields . What wonder then , a beast or subject slain ...
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She said , and melting as in tears she lay , In a soft silver stream dissolv ' d away .
The silver stream her virgin coldness keeps , For ever murmurs , and for ever
weeps ; Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the forest
where ...
She said , and melting as in tears she lay , In a soft silver stream dissolv ' d away .
The silver stream her virgin coldness keeps , For ever murmurs , and for ever
weeps ; Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the forest
where ...
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Oh , early lost ! what tears the river shed , When the sad pomp along bis banks
was led ! His drooping swans on every note expire , And on his willows hung
each Muse ' s lyre . Since fate relentless stopp ' d their heavenly voice , No more
the ...
Oh , early lost ! what tears the river shed , When the sad pomp along bis banks
was led ! His drooping swans on every note expire , And on his willows hung
each Muse ' s lyre . Since fate relentless stopp ' d their heavenly voice , No more
the ...
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Make sacred Charles ' s tomb for ever known ( Obscure the place , and uninscrib '
d the stone ; ) From Bellerus , a Cornish Giant : that part of Cornwall called the
Land ' s End . Oh , fact accurs ' d ! what tears ' WINDSOR - FOREST . KA.
Make sacred Charles ' s tomb for ever known ( Obscure the place , and uninscrib '
d the stone ; ) From Bellerus , a Cornish Giant : that part of Cornwall called the
Land ' s End . Oh , fact accurs ' d ! what tears ' WINDSOR - FOREST . KA.
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Страница 71 - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
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Страница 12 - In words as fashions the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Страница 11 - Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover every part, And hide with ornaments their want of art. True wit is nature to advantage dress'd ; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd ; Something, whose truth, convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
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| Заглавие | Poetical Works |
| Автор | Alexander Pope |
| Издател | Printed at the Stanhope Press by C.Whittingham, 1808 |
| Оригиналът е от | Харвардският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 19 февр. 2008 |
| Експортиране на описанието | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |