Bell's Edition, 87-88. kötetJ. Bell, 1796 |
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18. oldal
... sparkling race , While inward virtues heighten ev'ry grace . By these secur'd , you will with pleasure read Of future judgment , and the rising dead ; 49 2 Of time's grand period , heav'n and earth o'erthrown 18 VERSES TO THE AUTHOR .
... sparkling race , While inward virtues heighten ev'ry grace . By these secur'd , you will with pleasure read Of future judgment , and the rising dead ; 49 2 Of time's grand period , heav'n and earth o'erthrown 18 VERSES TO THE AUTHOR .
22. oldal
... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the gen❜ral pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetick of her end . 15 20 25 And let her ...
... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the gen❜ral pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetick of her end . 15 20 25 And let her ...
25. oldal
... dead . This is the desert , this the solitude : How populous , how vital is the grave ! This is Creation's melancholy vault , The vale funereal , the sad cypress gloom ; Volume 1 . 110 115 The land of apparitions , empty shades ! All ...
... dead . This is the desert , this the solitude : How populous , how vital is the grave ! This is Creation's melancholy vault , The vale funereal , the sad cypress gloom ; Volume 1 . 110 115 The land of apparitions , empty shades ! All ...
30. oldal
... multitudes remorseless seize 255 At once , and make a refuge of the grave . How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for sad admission there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high - fed 30 THE COMPLAINT .
... multitudes remorseless seize 255 At once , and make a refuge of the grave . How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for sad admission there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high - fed 30 THE COMPLAINT .
34. oldal
... dead ! Thou poor , pale piece 350 Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long - labour'd prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ! ambition truly great , Of virtuous ...
... dead ! Thou poor , pale piece 350 Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long - labour'd prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ! ambition truly great , Of virtuous ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
æther ambition angels ardour art thou beneath bids bless'd bliss boast boundless bright call'd cann't charms Corduba creation dæmons daring song dark death Deity delight divine dost dread dust e'er earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fall fantastick fate fire flames flow'r fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heav'n hope hour illustrious immortal inspir'd learn'd life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mighty mind miracles mortal Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs ordain'd pain passion peace pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud reason rise scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul sphere stars strange strike sublime terrour thee theme thine thought thro throne tomb triumph truth Tusculum virtue Virtue's wake the world wing wisdom wise wonder wretched ye Stars
Népszerű szakaszok
12. oldal - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
54. oldal - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For fortune fond had built her nest on high.
12. 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!
48. oldal - Life's grimace, that mistress of the scene! Here real and apparent are the same. You see the man, you see his hold on Heav'n, If sound his virtue, as Philander's sound. Heav'n waits not the last moment; owns her friends On this side death, and points them out to men ; A lecture silent, but of sovereign pow'r! To Vice confusion, and to Virtue peace.
72. oldal - The world's a stately bark, on dangerous seas With pleasure seen, but boarded at our peril : Here on a single plank, thrown safe ashore, I hear the tumult of the distant throng, As that of seas remote, or dying storms, And meditate on scenes more silent still, Pursue my theme, and fight the fear of death.
68. 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.
12. oldal - Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! A beam ethereal, sullied and absorpt! Though sullied and dishonored, still divine! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A. worm! a god! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost!
16. oldal - O ye blest scenes of permanent delight! Full above measure! lasting beyond bound! A perpetuity of bliss is bliss. Could you, so rich in rapture, fear an end. That ghastly thought would drink up all your joy, And quite unparadise the realms of light.
154. oldal - They fail to find what they so plainly see ; Thus men, in shining riches, see the face Of happiness, nor know it is a shade ; But gaze, and touch, and peep, and peep again, And wish, and wonder it is absent still.
22. 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...