Night thoughts, and A paraphrase on part of the book of Job. With the life of the author (by sir H. Croft and dr. Johnson).1812 |
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xxiv. oldal
... thousand pounds . A considerable sum had already been swallowed up in the South - Sea . For this loss he took the ... thousand pounds ; and that , when one of his friends exclaimed , Two thousand pounds for a poem ! ' he said it was the ...
... thousand pounds . A considerable sum had already been swallowed up in the South - Sea . For this loss he took the ... thousand pounds ; and that , when one of his friends exclaimed , Two thousand pounds for a poem ! ' he said it was the ...
xlix. oldal
... thousand pounds , from his own pocket . " 6 " The next performance which he printed was a prose publication , entituled , The Centaur not fabulous , in six Letters to a Friend on the Life in Vogue . ' The conclusion is dated November 29 ...
... thousand pounds , from his own pocket . " 6 " The next performance which he printed was a prose publication , entituled , The Centaur not fabulous , in six Letters to a Friend on the Life in Vogue . ' The conclusion is dated November 29 ...
24. oldal
... thousand worlds ; Not on those terms , from the great days of Heav'n . From old Eternity's mysterious orb Was Time cut off , and cast beneath the skies ; The skies , which watch him in his new abode , Measuring his motions by revolving ...
... thousand worlds ; Not on those terms , from the great days of Heav'n . From old Eternity's mysterious orb Was Time cut off , and cast beneath the skies ; The skies , which watch him in his new abode , Measuring his motions by revolving ...
59. oldal
... thousand deaths in fearing one . But were Death frightful , what has age to fear ? If prudent , age should meet the friendly foe , And shelter in his hospitable gloom . I scarce can meet a monument but holds My younger ; every date ...
... thousand deaths in fearing one . But were Death frightful , what has age to fear ? If prudent , age should meet the friendly foe , And shelter in his hospitable gloom . I scarce can meet a monument but holds My younger ; every date ...
64. oldal
... thousand worlds , so bought , were bought too dear ; Sensations new in angels ' bosoms rise , Suspend their song , and make a pause in bliss . O for their song to reach my lofty theme ! Inspire me , Night ! with all thy tuneful spheres ...
... thousand worlds , so bought , were bought too dear ; Sensations new in angels ' bosoms rise , Suspend their song , and make a pause in bliss . O for their song to reach my lofty theme ! Inspire me , Night ! with all thy tuneful spheres ...
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Night Thoughts, and a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of Job. with the Life ... Edward Young Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
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ambition angels art thou awful beam beneath bless'd bliss blood divine boast BOOK OF JOB bosom boundless canst creation dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal Ev'n fate fire flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heart Heaven hope hour human illustrious infidels labour life's light live Lorenzo lustre man's mankind mighty mind mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence ordain'd pain passions peace pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason reason sleeps rise sacred scene sense shades shines sigh sight skies smile song sons of Ether soul immortal sphere stars stings storm strange sublime thee theme thine throne thy disease tomb tremble triumph truth virtue Virtue's wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched Young
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lxiv. oldal - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed 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.
li. oldal - TIRED 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.
lxv. oldal - 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. And why ? because he thinks himself immortal : All men think all men mortal, but themselves...
132. oldal - Heaven gives us friends to bless the present scene ; Resumes them, to prepare us for the next. All evils natural are moral goods ; All discipline, indulgence, on the whole. None are unhappy : all have cause to smile, But such as to themselves that cause deny.
156. oldal - Which made the fond astronomer run mad; Darken his intellect, corrupt his heart ; Cause him to sacrifice his fame and peace To momentary madness, call'd delight : Idolater more gross, than ever kiss'd The lifted hand to Luna, or pour'd out The blood to Jove ! — O Thou, to whom belongs All sacrifice ! O Thou great Jove unfeign'd ! Divine Instructor ! Thy first volume this For man's perusal ; all in capitals...
lv. oldal - Unkindled, unconceiv'd, and from an eye Of tenderness let heavenly pity fall On me, more justly number'd with the 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; The land of apparitions, empty shades!
lviii. oldal - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
liii. oldal - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder HE, who made him such...
23. oldal - And what is this ?—Survey the wondrous cure, And at each step let higher wonder rise! ' Pardon for infinite offence! and pardon Through means that speak its value infinite !' A pardon bought with blood! with blood divine* With blood divine of him I made my foe; Persisted to provoke!
2. oldal - Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.