And more than echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound. "Come, sister, come! (it said, or seem'd to say) Thy place is here, sad sister, come away; Once like thyself, I trembled,... Critical and Miscellaneous Essays - Page 249by Alexander Hill Everett - 1845 - 563 pagesFull view - About this book
| Alexander Pope, Alexander Dyce - 1854 - 352 pages
...to say) Thy place is here, sad sister, come away ; Once, like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But...: For God, not man, absolves our frailties here." Thither, where sinners may have rest, I go, Where flames refin'd in breasts seraphic glow : Thou, Abelard... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1856 - 512 pages
...say ; * Thy place is here ; sad sister, come away! Once, like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd ; Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But...fear: For God, not man, absolves our frailties here.' I come, I come! prepare your roseate bow'rs, Celestial palms, and ever-blooming flow'rs. Thither, where... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1856 - 352 pages
...' Thy place is here, sad sister, come away ! 3] o Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But...sleep ; Here Grief forgets to groan, and Love to weep, Even Superstition loses every fear : sis For God, not man, absolves our frailties here.' I come, I... | |
| Alexander Pope, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 356 pages
...say) ' Thy place is here, sad sister, come away ! 310 Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But...sleep ; Here Grief forgets to groan, and Love to weep, Even Superstition loses every fear : sis For God, not man, absolves our frailties here.' I come, I... | |
| Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1859 - 504 pages
...like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, LoveV, victim then, though now a sainted maid : But an inter snows : Each gushing fount a marbl Even superstition loses every fear : For God, not man, absolves our frailties here. " I come, I come... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1860 - 632 pages
...say, 1 Thy place is here ; sad sister, come away ! Once like thyself, 1 trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid: But...to weep : E'en superstition loses every fear ; For (iod, not man, alisolves our frailties here.' I come, I come ! prepare your ruseale hawerg, Celestial... | |
| Evenings - 1860 - 386 pages
...like thyself, I trembled, wept, and prayed, — Love's victim then, though now a fainted maid : J3ut all is calm in this eternal sleep ; Here grief forgets to groan, and love to weep ; JEv'n superstition loses every fear ; For God, not man, absolves our frailties here. " I come ! I... | |
| Thomas De Quincey - English literature - 1862 - 364 pages
...that, in long-forgotten years, once had struggled and suffered like herself, " Once (like herself) that trembled, wept, and prayed, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid." Exquisite is the passage in which she prefigures a visit yet to come from Abelard to herself—no more... | |
| Thomas De Quincey - 1862 - 366 pages
...that, in long-forgotten years, once had struggled and suffered like herself, " Once (like herself) that trembled, wept, and prayed, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid." Exquisite is the passage in which she prefigures a visit yet to come from Abelard to herself—no more... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1863 - 348 pages
...to say) Thy place is here, sad sister, come away ; Once, like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But...fear: For God, not man, absolves our frailties here." I come, 1 come! prepare your roseate bowers, Celestial palms, and ever-blooming tlowers. Thither, where... | |
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