 | Richard Savage - 1761 - 226 σελίδες
...folitary gloom, ! There flt-rn Religion quench' J tit unwilling flam», There dy'dthe beil of paffions, Love and Fame. Yet write, oh write me all, that I may joia Griefs to thy griefs, and echo fighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away ; And... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 524 σελίδες
...line my gushing eyes o'erflow, 35 Led through a sad variety of woe: Now warm in love; now with'ring in my bloom. Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern Religion quench'd th' unwilling flame; There dy'd the best of passions, love and fame. 40 Yet write, oh write me all,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1783 - 322 σελίδες
...folitary gloom ! There ftern Religion quench'd th'unwilling flame, There dy'd the beft of paffions, Love and Fame. Yet write, oh write me all ! that I may joia Griefs to thy griefs, and echo fighs to thine. Is or foes nor fortune take this pow'r away ; And... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 492 σελίδες
...(olitaj-y vloom'. There ¡lern RcligionuuenchM th'unwilling flame, TV re dy'd the bcft of pallions, Love and Fame. Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join 6ri:ts to thj* griefs, and echo fgh» to thine. . Nor foes nor fortunr taie this power away ; • And... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 288 σελίδες
...line my gushing eyes o'erflow, 35 Led tbrough a sad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion quench'd th' unwilling flame; There died the hest of passions, love and fame. 4O Yet write, O write me all,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 702 σελίδες
...after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led through a sad variety of woe: Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion quench'd th' unwilling flame, There died the best of passions, love and fame. Yet write, oh write me all, that... | |
 | Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 328 σελίδες
...after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led through a sad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion quench'd the' unwilling flame , There died the best of passions, love and fame. Yet write, O write me all, that... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1808 - 334 σελίδες
...after line my gushing eyes o'errlow, Led through a sad variety of woe : Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern religion qnench'd the' unwilling flame ; There died the best of passions, love and fame. Yet write, O write... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 σελίδες
...after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led through a sad variety of wo : Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom, Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! There stern Religion quench'd th' unwilling flame, There died the best of passion's, Love and Fame. Yet write, oh write me all, that... | |
 | George Gregory - 1809 - 384 σελίδες
...her relations. 2d. A violent abruption from a state of enjoyment : " Now warm in Jove, now withering in my bloom, ' " Lost in a convent's solitary gloom ! " There stern religion quench'd th* unwilling flame, " There died those best of passions, love and fame." Pope'i tUoisa. 3d. The recollection... | |
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Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join. Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? 
