“See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!”
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This volume includes a selection of Alexander Pope's renowned poetry, showcasing his wit and satirical style, as curated and annotated by the Rev. H. F. Cary. more
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