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" Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose... "
The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality - 13. oldal
szerző: Edward Young - 1805 - 258 oldal
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The complaint: or, Night-thoughts on life, death, and immortality: To which ...

Edward Young - 1756 - 418 oldal
...Woe^ -. And lights on Lids unfully'd with a Tear. From Ihort (as ufual) and difturb'd Repofe, - » . ; I wake : How happy they who wake no more ! . Yet that were vain, if Dreams infeft the Grave. I wake, emerging from a Sea of Dr-v.ms Tumultuous ; where my wfeck'd defponding Thought^...

The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, 2. kötet

Edward Young - 1762
...flies from woe, And lights on lids unfully'd with a tear. From mort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wake: How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams i'nfeft the grave. 82 I wake, I wake, emerging from a fea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck 'd...

The complaint: or, Night thoughts on life, death, and immortality. To which ...

Edward Young - 1771
...from wue, And lights on lids unfully'd with a tear. . From fhort, (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wake : 'How happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infeft the grave. I wake emerging from a fea of dreams Tumultoous ; where my wreck'd defponding thought...

The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., 51. kötet,2. oldal

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...from woe, I And lights on lids unfullied with a tear. 5 From fhort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wake : How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infcft the grave. I wake, emerging from a fca of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd defponding thought,...

The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical ..., 50-52. kötet

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...woe, And lights on lids unfullied with a tear. 5 From ihort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wakei How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infeft the grave. I wake, emerging from i a fea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd delponding thought,...

The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., 61. kötet

English poets - 1790
...flies from woe, And lights on lids unlullied with a tear. c From fhort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wake : How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infeft the grave. I wake, emerging from a fea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd defponding thought,...

The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts ...

Edward Young - 1792
...flies from woe, And lights on lids unfully'd with a tear. From fhort (as ufual) and difturb'd repofe, I wake : How happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infeft the grave. VOL. II. OI wake, I wake, emerging from a fe'a of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd...

The Evangelical Magazine

1802
...inconceivable to those who are strangers to nervous depressions : From short (as usual) and distiirb'd repose I wake : How happy they who wake no more! Yet...emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wieck'd, desponding thought From wave to wave of fjnrfd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason...

Bell's Edition, 87-88. kötet

John Bell - 1796
...wo, From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : liow happy 1'iey who wake no more ! Yet t!iat were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging...where my wreck'd desponding thought From wave to wave oFfancy'd misery If At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tlio' now restor'd, 'tis only change...

Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 386 oldal
...he forsakes: Swift on his downy pinions flies from woe, And lights on lids unsully'd with a tear. 5 From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake...! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. 1 wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to...




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