The Complaint and Consolation; Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death and Immortality: To which is Added, The Force of ReligionT.H. Carter, 1837 - 288 oldal |
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... Triumph , V. The Relapse , VI . The Infidel reclaimed , VII . The same , continued , VIII . Virtue's Apology , THE CONSOLATION . Night IX . A Moral Survey of the Nocturnal Heavens , and a Night Address to the Deity , The Force of ...
... Triumph , V. The Relapse , VI . The Infidel reclaimed , VII . The same , continued , VIII . Virtue's Apology , THE CONSOLATION . Night IX . A Moral Survey of the Nocturnal Heavens , and a Night Address to the Deity , The Force of ...
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... Triumph , V. The Relapse , VI . The Infidel reclaimed , VII . The same , continued , 18 37 .... 52 75 104 128 171 .... VIII . Virtue's Apology , THE CONSOLATION . Night IX . A Moral Survey of the Nocturnal Heavens , and a Night Address ...
... Triumph , V. The Relapse , VI . The Infidel reclaimed , VII . The same , continued , 18 37 .... 52 75 104 128 171 .... VIII . Virtue's Apology , THE CONSOLATION . Night IX . A Moral Survey of the Nocturnal Heavens , and a Night Address ...
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... triumph there changed ; On thrones , which shall not mourn their masters Though we from earth , ethereal they that fell Such veneration due , O man to man ! Who venerate themselves the world despise . For what , gay friend ! is this ...
... triumph there changed ; On thrones , which shall not mourn their masters Though we from earth , ethereal they that fell Such veneration due , O man to man ! Who venerate themselves the world despise . For what , gay friend ! is this ...
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... triumph , man's profoundest fall , The deathbed of the just ! is yet undrawn By mortal hand ; it merits a divine : Angels should paint it , angels ever there , There on a post of honour and of joy . 615 Dare I presume , then ? but ...
... triumph , man's profoundest fall , The deathbed of the just ! is yet undrawn By mortal hand ; it merits a divine : Angels should paint it , angels ever there , There on a post of honour and of joy . 615 Dare I presume , then ? but ...
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... triumph of our mouldering clay ; Death of the spirit infinite ! divine ! Death has no dread but what frail Life imparts , Nor Life true joy but what kind Death improves . 470 No bliss has Life to boast , till Death can give Far greater ...
... triumph of our mouldering clay ; Death of the spirit infinite ! divine ! Death has no dread but what frail Life imparts , Nor Life true joy but what kind Death improves . 470 No bliss has Life to boast , till Death can give Far greater ...
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adore ambition angels archangels art thou ARTHUR ONSLOW awful beam beneath bids bless'd blessings bliss blood divine boast boundless breast call'd charms dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust E'en earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal fair fate fire flame fond fool gaze give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt happiness heart Heaven hope hour human illustrious indulge infidels life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mind mismeasured mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs pain passions peace Philander pleasure praise pride proud rapture Reason Reason sleeps rise sacred scene sense shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars stings storm strange thee theme thine thought throne thy disease tomb tremble triumph truth virtue Virtue's weep wing wisdom wise wonder wretched Ye Stars
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18. oldal - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.
11. oldal - Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
11. oldal - Tis not in Folly, not to scorn a fool; And scarce in human wisdom, to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage : when young, indeed, In full content we sometimes nobly rest Unanxious for ourselves; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan...
7. oldal - A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy!
25. oldal - The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileged beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of Heav'n.
11. oldal - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
11. oldal - For ever on the brink of being born.' All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
41. oldal - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain : Were death denied, to live would not be life: Were death denied, e'en fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign! Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies, Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. Death gives us more than was in Eden lost! This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
11. oldal - At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty, chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves, and re-resolves; then dies the same.
13. oldal - The man who consecrates his hours By vigorous effort and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of life and death ; He walks with Nature, and her paths are peace.