| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Alexander Pope. (16881744) (continued) |
| | | 3595 | Heaven first taught letters for some wretchs aid, Some banishd lover, or some captive maid. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 51. |
| 3596 | Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 57. |
| 3597 | | And truths divine came mended from that tongue. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 66. |
| 3598 | Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 74. |
| 3599 | | And love the offender, yet detest the offence. 1 |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 192. |
| 3600 | How happy is the blameless vestals lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 207. |
| 3601 | One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight; Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight. 2 |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 273. |
| 3602 | See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul. |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Line 323. |
| 3603 | | He best can paint them who shall feel them most. 3 |
| Eloisa to Abelard. Last line. |
| 3604 | Not chaos-like together crushd and bruisd, But as the world, harmoniously confusd, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree. |
| Windsor Forest. Line 13. |
| 3605 | | A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. |
| Windsor Forest. Line 61. |
| 3606 | | From old Belerium to the northern main. |
| Windsor Forest. Line 316. |
| 3607 | Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favours call; She comes unlooked for if she comes at all. |
| The Temple of Fame. Line 513. |
| 3608 | Unblemishd let me live, or die unknown; O grant an honest fame, or grant me none! |
| The Temple of Fame. Last line. |
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