| Alexander Pope - 1717 - 468 стор.
...Soft as the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, And mild as opening gleams of promis'd heav'ri. Come AMard ! for what haft thou to dread ? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead ; Cut from the root my perifli'd joys I fee, And love's warm tyde for ever ftopt in thee. Nature ftands... | |
| 1720 - 302 стор.
...waters flow; Soft as the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, And mild as opening gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, Abelard! for what haft thou to dread? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead; Cut from the root my perifti'd joys I fee, And love's warm tyde for ever ftopt in thee. Nature ftands... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1722 - 294 стор.
...as the (lumbers of a faint forgiv'n, And mild as opening gleams of promis'd heav'n. Cpme, Abclartl! for what haft thou to dread; The torch of Venus burns not for the dead ; Cut from the root my perifli'd joys I fee, And love's warm tyde for ever ftopt in thee. Nature Rands... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1751 - 250 стор.
...flow ; Soft as the (lumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 25 5 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, Abelard ! for what haft thou to dread ? The...difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Eloifa loves, 260 Ah hopelefs, lading flames ! like thofe that burn To light the dead, and warm th'unfruitful urn.... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1751 - 254 стор.
...flow ; Soft as the (lumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 255 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, Abelard ! for what haft thou to dread ? The...difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Eloi'fa loves. 260 Ah hopelefs, lafting flames ! like thofe that burn To light the dead, and warm th'unfruitful urn.... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1752 - 338 стор.
...flow; Soft as the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 255 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, Abelard! ,for what haft thou to dread? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead. Nature (lands check'd; Religion difapproves; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Elo'ifa loves. 260 Ah hopelefs, lafting... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1754 - 268 стор.
...the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 255 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, AbelardJ for what haft thou to dread ? The torch of Venus burns not for~the dead. Nature ftands check'd ; Religion difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Elo'ifa loves.... | |
| Muse - 1757 - 248 стор.
...Waters flow ; Soft as the Slumbers of a Saint forgiv'n, And mild as op'ningGleams of promis'dHeav'n. Come, Abelard! for what haft thou to dread? The Torch...difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold yet Elo'ifa loves. Ah Ah hopelefs,laftingFlames! like thofe that burn To light the dead, and warm th' unfruitful Urn.... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1760 - 304 стор.
...flow ; Soft as the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 255 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n. Come, Abelard ! for what haft thou to dread ? The...difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Eloifa loves. 260 Ah hopelefs, lafting flames ; like thofe that burn To light the dead, and warm th' unfruitful urn.... | |
| Peter Abelard - 1760 - 208 стор.
...of a Saint forgiv'n, And mild as opening Gleams of promis'd Heav'n. Come Abelard! for what haft thon to dread ? The Torch of Venus burns not for the Dead. Nature Hands check'd ; Religion difapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold yet Elo'ifa loves. Ah hopelels, lafting Flames!... | |
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