 | Alexander Pope - 1717 - Страниц: 468
...Take back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs, Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft abode, Aflift the Fiends and tear me from my God ! No, fly me, fly...Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fhare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths... | |
 | 1720 - Страниц: 302
...Take back that grace, thofe forrows, and thofe tears, Take back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs, Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft abode, Affift...pole; Rife Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! Ah come not, write rtbt, think not once of me, Nor ftiare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths... | |
 | William Ayre, Edmund Curll - 1745 - Страниц: 392
...Tears, Take back my fruitlefs Penitence and Pray'rs, Snatch me, juft mounting, from the Bleft above, Affift the Fiends and tear me from my God ! No, fly me, fly me ! far as Pole from Pole ; Rife jflpi between us ! and whole Oceans roll ! Ah Ah come not, write not, think not once of nje, Nor fhare... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - Страниц: 250
...back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs ; 286 Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft abode ; Aflift the fiends, and tear me from my God ! No, fly me, fly rhe, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! 290 Ah, come not, write... | |
 | Muse - 1757 - Страниц: 248
...Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleftAbode ; Afiift the Fiends, and tear me from my God ! G 5 No, No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole Oceans roll ? Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fhare one Pang of all I felt for thee. Thy Oaths... | |
 | SEVERAL HANDS - 1762 - Страниц: 536
...th« flues, Eh:fa t, Tlie tranfuion of paffion are not the l«aft beauties of thele elegiac Epiftles. No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole ; Rife Alps between us, and whole oceans roll ! Ah ! come not, write not, think not once of me. Nor fharc one pang of all I felr for thee. * Thy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - Страниц: 294
...; Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft abode; Affift tjie fiends, and tear me from my God ! No No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans roll ! Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor fhare one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - Страниц: 288
...Take back that grace, thofe forrows, and thofe tears; Take back my fi uitlefs penitence and pray'rs ; Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft abode; Affift the fiends, and war me from my God ! No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole ; Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans... | |
 | Owen Ruffhead - 1769 - Страниц: 592
..."God*!"' In the next lines (he direElly commands him to fly from her, and bids adieu to his memory. " No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole; " Rife Alps between us ! and whole oceans " roll ! " Ah ! come not, write not, think not once of " me, " Nor fhare one pang of all I felt for thee !... | |
 | Owen Ruffhead - 1769 - Страниц: 600
...back that grace, thofe forrows, and " thofe tears ; " Take back my fruitlefs penitence and pray'rs; " Snatch me, juft mounting, from the bleft " abode ; " Affift the fiends, and tear me from my "God*!" In the next lines me direffily commands him to fly from her, and bids adieu to his memory. " No, fly... | |
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Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God! No, fly me, fly me, far as Pole from Pole; Rise Alps between us! 
