The Select Works of Alexander Pope; With the Life and Portrait of the Author

The Select Works of Alexander Pope; With the Life and Portrait of the Author

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1848 edition. Excerpt: ...with that a tender sigh she drew, "I have a soul to save as well as you; And, what no less you to my charge commend, My dearest honour, will to death defend. To you in holy church I gave my hand, And join'd my heart in wedlock's sacred band: Yet, after this, if you distrust my care, Then hear, my lord, and witness what I swear: "First may the yawning earth her bosom rend, And let me hence to hell alive descend; Or die the death I dread no less than hell, Sew'd in a sack, and plunged into a well; Ere I my fame by one lewd act disgrace. Or once renounce the honour of my race: For know, Sir knight, of gentle blood 1 came; I loathe a whore, and startle at the name. But jealous men on their own crimes reflect, And learn from hence their ladies to suspect: Else why these needless cautions, Sir, tome? These doubts and fears of female constancy? This chime still rings in every lady's ear, The only strain a wife must hope to hear." Thus while she spoke, a sidelong glance she cast, Where Damian, kneeling, worshipp'd as she pass'd. She saw him watch the motions of her eye, And singled out a pear-tree planted nigh: 'T was charged with fruit that made a goodly show, And hung with dangling pears was every bough. Thither the obsequious 'squire address'd his pace, And, climbing, in the summit took his place; The knight and lady walk'd beneath in view, Where let us leave them, and our tale pursue. 'T was now the season when the glorious sun His heavenly progress through the Twins had run; And Jove, exalted, his mild influence yields, To glad the glebe, and paint the flowery fields. Clear was the day, and Phoebus, rising bright, Had streak'd the azure firmament with light; He pierced the glittering clouds with golden streams, And warm'd the womb of...
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  • Paperback | 100 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 5mm | 195g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236492552
  • 9781236492555