The History of the Lives of Abeillard and Heloise: Comprising a Period of Eighty-four Years, from 1079-1163. With Their Genuine Letters, from the Collection of Amboise

M. Swinney, 1788 - 498页

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第245页 - In these lone walls (their days eternal bound) These moss-grown domes with spiry turrets crown'd, Where awful arches make a noon-day night, And the dim windows shed a solemn light ; Thy eyes diffus'da reconciling ray, And gleams of glory brighten'd all the day. But now no face divine contentment wears, 'Tis all blank sadness, or continual tears. See how the force of others...
第248页 - Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd repofe ; No pulfe that riots, and no blood that glows. Still as the fea, ere winds were taught to blow, Or moving fpirit bade the waters flow ; Soft as the flumbers of a faint forgiv'n, 255 And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n.
第249页 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
第333页 - Therefore, did we not know how much his abilities were extolled by his contemporaries, what encomiums they gave to his pen, and how much the proudest disputants of the age feared the fire of his tongue, we certainly should be inclined to say, perusing his works, that Abelard was not an uncommon man ; nor was he uncommon in his moral character.
第334页 - Heloise : but I have said that he never really loved her. More than other men, he was not free to command his affections : and from motives of religion, perhaps even of compassion, he wished in her breast to check that ardent flame, which burned to no other purpose than...
第120页 - No sooner did I receive your commands than I quitted at once the habit of the world, and with it all the reluctance of my nature. I meant that you should be the sole possessor of whatever I had once a right to call my own.
第246页 - Ev'n here, where frozen chaftity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought ; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
第489页 - ... which God created to be received with thanksgiving by them that believe and know the truth. For every creature of God is good, and nothing is to be rejected, if it be received with thanksgiving: for it is sanctified through the word of God and prayer.
第250页 - And it may be made a queftion, whether, fpread as me is defcribed, (he could alfo, at the time, be propt on fome tomb ? — Mr. Pope likewife might have known that tombs are never raifed in the cells of nuns : but it is clear, though he calls it a cell, that he has placed her in the cloifters, or rather in one of the ailes of the church. Here, as I watch 'd the dying lamps around, From yonder fhrine I heard a hollow found : u Come, Sifter, cornel