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Könyvek 180 / 1 - 10. könyv a(z) A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger,... kifejezésre.
" 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! "
The Port folio, by Oliver Oldschool - 113. oldal
1809
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Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 386 oldal
...surpris'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own : How reason reels ! O what a miracle to Man is Man, 85 Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! ....the grave, Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 'Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads,...

The works of the author of the Night-thoughts. Revised and corrected by himself

Edward Young - 1802
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd! what joy, what dread! Alternately...the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : What...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! f O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! ..Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : ,...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, 2. kötet

Edward Young - 1802 - 383 oldal
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd! what joy, what dread! Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :...

A Plea for Religion and the Sacred Writings: Addressed to the Disciples of ...

David Simpson - 1803 - 351 oldal
...nominal Professor ? If the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear ? " What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! " An...grave : " Legions of angels can't confine me there." ReflecT: then, MY COUNTRYMEN, upon your situation. Be the Scriptures true or false; be JESUS CHRIST...

The Art of Speaking: Containing. An Essay, in which are Given Rules for ...

James Burgh - 1804 - 291 oldal
...frail child of dust .' Helpless immortal ! Insect infinite ! A -worm ! A God ! I tremble at myself 7 What can preserve my life'? or what destroy ? An Angel's...snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't conjine me there. XXXII. SEEMING CIVILITY. The meeting between the knight of thi Red Cross, attended...

The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1805 - 258 oldal
...man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm d ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's...grave : Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture : all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spreads,...

The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of ..., 1. kötet

Edward Young - 1805
...man, is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported and alarmed ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's...the grave: Legions of angels can't confine me there. . 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof. While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spread,...

Poétique anglaise

Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - 1806
...what a miracle to man is man , Triumphantly distress'dj what joy, what dread! Alternately-transported, and alarm'd ! "What can preserve my life! or what...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Maïs quel être plus grand, plus étonnant encor , A son gré lui dispense cl la vie et la mort ?...




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