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Page 31
Echo no more the rural song rebounds , Her name alone the mournful Echo
sounds , Her name with pleasure once she taught the shore , Now Daphne's
dead , and pleasure is no more ! No grateful dews descend from ev'ning skies ,
Nor ...
Echo no more the rural song rebounds , Her name alone the mournful Echo
sounds , Her name with pleasure once she taught the shore , Now Daphne's
dead , and pleasure is no more ! No grateful dews descend from ev'ning skies ,
Nor ...
Page 99
But you , with pleasure own your errors past , And make , each day , a Critic on
the last . ' Tis not enough , your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief
than nice falfhoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not , And things
...
But you , with pleasure own your errors past , And make , each day , a Critic on
the last . ' Tis not enough , your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief
than nice falfhoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not , And things
...
Page 179
Next thefe a youthful train their vows express'd , With feathers crown'd , with gay
embroid'ry dress'd ; Hither , they cry'd , direct your eyes , and fee The men of
pleasure , dress , and gallantry : Ours is the place at banquets , balls and plays ; .
Next thefe a youthful train their vows express'd , With feathers crown'd , with gay
embroid'ry dress'd ; Hither , they cry'd , direct your eyes , and fee The men of
pleasure , dress , and gallantry : Ours is the place at banquets , balls and plays ; .
Page 211
Hither the noble knight would oft ' repair , ( His scene of pleasure , and peculiar
care ) For this he held it dear ; and always bore The silver key that lock'd the
garden door . To this sweet place , in summer's sultry heat , He us'd from noise
and ...
Hither the noble knight would oft ' repair , ( His scene of pleasure , and peculiar
care ) For this he held it dear ; and always bore The silver key that lock'd the
garden door . To this sweet place , in summer's sultry heat , He us'd from noise
and ...
Page 214
Fair without spot , whose ev'ry charming part My bosome wounds , and captivates
my heart ; Come , and in mutual pleasures let's engage , Joy of my life , and
comfort of my age . This heard , to Damian strait a sign fhe made , To haste
before ...
Fair without spot , whose ev'ry charming part My bosome wounds , and captivates
my heart ; Come , and in mutual pleasures let's engage , Joy of my life , and
comfort of my age . This heard , to Damian strait a sign fhe made , To haste
before ...
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Page 43 - The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.
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Page 132 - Soon as she spreads her hand, th' aerial guard Descend, and sit on each important card : First Ariel perch'd upon a matadore, Then each according to the rank they bore ; For sylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race, Are, as when women, wondrous fond of place.
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Page 112 - The Rosicrucians are a People I must bring You acquainted with. The best Account I know of them is in a French Book called Le Comte de Gabalis, which both in its Title and Size is so like a Novel, that many of the Fair Sex have read it for one by Mistake. According to these Gentlemen the four Elements are inhabited by Spirits, which they call Sylphs, Gnomes, Nymphs, and Salamanders. The Gnomes, or Daemons of Earth, delight in Mischief; but the Sylphs, whose Habitation is in the Air, are the best-conditioned...
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| Title | The Works of Mr. Alexander Pope Eighteenth century collections online |
| Author | Alexander Pope |
| Illustrated by | George Vertue |
| Contributors | William Bowyer, Bernard Lintot |
| Publisher | W. Bowyer, 1717 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 8 Aug 2007 |
| Length | 408 pages |
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