| Alexander Pope - Poetry - 1998 - 260 pages
...whose souls the Furies steeled, And cursed with hearts unknowing how to yield. Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools, and pageant of a day! So perish all, whose breast ne'er learned to glow For others good, or melt at others woe.' What can atone... | |
| British poetical miscellany - 1800 - 276 pages
...paffcngers fhall ftand, and, pointing, fay, (While the long fun'rals blacken all the way,) Lo ! thefe were they, whofe fouls the furies fteel'd. And curs'd...gaze of fools, and pageant of a day ! So perifh all, whole breaft ne'er learn'd to glow For others' good, or celt at others' woe. What can atone, O ever-injur'd... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1926 - 312 pages
...whose souls the Furies steel'd, And curs'd with hearts unknowing how to yield." Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools, and pageant of a day ! So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow 4s For others' good, or melt at others' woe. What can... | |
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