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631. Till then by nature crowned each patriarch sat

First Line:
Till then by nature crowned each patriarch sat
Last Line:
Their law his eye their oracle his tongue
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
28235

632. Tired with vain hopes and with complaints as vain

First Line:
Tired with vain hopes and with complaints as vain
Last Line:
Here learn to live nor wish nor fear to die
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
8232

633. To thee whose temple is all space

First Line:
To thee whose temple is all space
Last Line:
All nature's incense rise
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
28668

634. To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near

First Line:
To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near
Last Line:
And with a father's sorrow mix his own
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
144

635. To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near

First Line:
To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near
Last Line:
And with a father's sorrows mix his own
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
12316

636. To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near

First Line:
To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near
Last Line:
And with thy father's sorrow mix his own
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
17645

637. To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near

First Line:
To this sad shrine whoever thou art draw near
Last Line:
No grief that can be told is felt for thee
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
13075

638. To wake the soul by tender strokes of art

First Line:
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art
Last Line:
And show you have the virtue to be moved
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
34093

639. To wake the soul by tender strokes of art

First Line:
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art
Last Line:
As Cato's self had not disdained to hear
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
7404

640. To whom can riches give repute and trust

First Line:
To whom can riches give repute and trust
Last Line:
Wait but for wings and in their season fly
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
30562