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  1. Give all thou canst—and let me dream the rest. Ah no! instruct me other joys to prize, With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God. Ah, think at least thy flock deserves thy care, Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.

  2. Published in 1717, Eloisa to Abélard focuses on the 12th century love affair between the young, intellectual Eloisa (Héloïse) and her tutor, theologian Pierre Abélard. The affair resulted in a secret marriage and subsequent disaster: Eloisa was sent to a convent, and Abélard was forcibly castrated and unable to continue his advancement in ...

    • Michel Gondry
  3. Eloisa to Abelard is a verse epistle by Alexander Pope that was published in 1717 and based on a well-known medieval story. Itself an imitation of a Latin poetic genre, its immediate fame resulted in a large number of English imitations throughout the rest of the century and other poems more loosely based on its themes thereafter.

    • Alexander Pope
    • 1965
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  5. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind is a movie. ELoisa to Abelard is a passionate legend about a choice. Lord Byron said that this poem depicted the true sense of passion a century after its written.

  6. Eloisa to Abelard. In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav’nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in a vestal’s veins? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat? Yet, yet I love!—From Abelard it came, And Eloisa yet must kiss the name.

  7. See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul. Ah, no — in sacred vestments mayst thou stand, The hallowed taper trembling in thy hand, Present the cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me, to die. Ah then, thy once loved Eloisa see.

  8. 7 Yet, yet I love!--From Abelard it came, 8 And Eloisa yet must kiss the name. 9 Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, 10 Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. 11 Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, 12 Where mix'd with God's, his lov'd idea lies: 13 O write it not, my hand--the name appears.

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