The Works of the English Poets: PopeH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... eternal green : Where facred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And brought the Muses to the sylvan seat , Reform'd the wits , unlock'd the Claffic ftore , And made that Music which was noife before . There with illuftrious Bards I ...
... eternal green : Where facred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And brought the Muses to the sylvan seat , Reform'd the wits , unlock'd the Claffic ftore , And made that Music which was noife before . There with illuftrious Bards I ...
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... eternal Temple stands , Its profpect an unbounded view commands : Say , wondrous youth , what Column wilt thou chufe , What laurel'd Arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though every Laurel ...
... eternal Temple stands , Its profpect an unbounded view commands : Say , wondrous youth , what Column wilt thou chufe , What laurel'd Arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though every Laurel ...
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... eternal winter reigns . Where ftray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where facred Ifis glides , Or elfe where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the crystal spring I ...
... eternal winter reigns . Where ftray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where facred Ifis glides , Or elfe where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the crystal spring I ...
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... 'll go , On Alpine mountains tread th ' eternal fnow ; Yet feel no heat but what our loves impart , And dread no coldnefs but in Thyrfis ' heart . 60 65 70 . Re- Refound , ye hills , refound my mournful strain ! 38 POPE'S POEMS .
... 'll go , On Alpine mountains tread th ' eternal fnow ; Yet feel no heat but what our loves impart , And dread no coldnefs but in Thyrfis ' heart . 60 65 70 . Re- Refound , ye hills , refound my mournful strain ! 38 POPE'S POEMS .
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... on high Above the clouds , above the starry sky ! 70 Eternal beauties grace the fhining fcene , Fields ever fresh , and groves for ever green ! There There while you reft in Amaranthine bowers , Or from 42 POPE'S POEMS .
... on high Above the clouds , above the starry sky ! 70 Eternal beauties grace the fhining fcene , Fields ever fresh , and groves for ever green ! There There while you reft in Amaranthine bowers , Or from 42 POPE'S POEMS .
Често срещани думи и фрази
beſt bluſh boaſt breaſt cauſe ceaſe charms cloſe crown'd cry'd Cynthus Dæmons Deucalion Dryope eaſe ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate feas feem fenfe fhades fhall fhining fide fighs filent filver fince fing fire firft firſt fix'd flain flames flowers foft fome fons foon foul fpring ftill fuch fung fure fwell Goddeſs grace groves heart heaven himſelf honours huſband IMITATION inſpire itſelf juft juſt laft laſt lefs loft lov'd mihi moſt Mufe Muſe muſt night numbers Nymph o'er paffions paſt Phaon Phoebus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe Pyrrha quae rage raiſe reft reſt rife riſe Sappho ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpouſe ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtrain ſtreams Sylphs tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi trembling Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verſe whofe whoſe wife youth
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