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Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To Soul, And Waft A Sigh From Indus To The Pole.
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Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,
And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
-- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 57
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And truths divine came mended from that tongue.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 66...
See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 323...
And love the offender, yet detest the offence.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 192...
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 207...
Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 51...
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Last line...
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight; Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 273...
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.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- Eloisa to Abelard, Line 74...
Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come....