Alexander Pope, Ode to Solitude:
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,
Thus unlamented let me die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
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Alexander Pope, Ode to Solitude:
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,
Thus unlamented let me die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
Letters of Abelard and Heloise , tr. John Hughes (London, 1776), II., Heloise to Abelard, 87-88: If a picture, which is but a mute represent...