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" Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust "
The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts - 276. oldal
szerző: Edward Young - 1802 - 383 oldal
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Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 386 oldal
...Death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? What, though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame, Earth's highest...:" And " Dust to dust" concludes her noblest song. 100 If this song lives, posterity shall know One (though in Britain born, with courtiers bred) Who...

Lives

Samuel Johnson - 1800
...of approbation so swelled beyond their real bulk, they will hardly shut. What What though we vrade in wealth, or soar in fame » Earth's highest station ends in Here hi lies! And dust it dust concludes her noblest song. The author of these lines is not without his...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...Or hopes of plaudits from our candid Judge, When, on their exit, souls are bid unrobe, Tossfortiuie back her tinsel, and her plume, And drop this mask...:" And " dust to dust" concludes her noblest song. Jf this song lives, posterity shall know One, tho' in Britain born, with courtiers bred, Who thought...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 361 oldal
...Fear of Death. Here, like a shepherd gazing from his hut, Touching his reed, or leaning on his staf£ Eager ambition's fiery chace I see ; I see the circling...know One, tho' in Britain born, with courtiers bred, y Who thought ev'n gold might come a day too late ; Nor on his subtle death-bed plann'd his scheme...

The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces ...

Great Britain - 1804
...of approbation so swelled beyond their real bulk, that they will hardly shut. • What What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ! Earth's highest station ends in Here fie /;'«/ And dust la rfW Concludes her noblest song. The author of these lines is not without his...

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

Edward Young - 1805 - 258 oldal
...death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? \Vhat, though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame, Earth's highest...song. If this song lives, posterity shall know One (though in Britain born, with courtiers bred,) Who thought e'en gold might come a day too late ; Nor...

The Poetical Works of Edward Young: In Four Volumes. Collated with the Best ...

Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808
...Death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest...song. If this song lives, posterity shall know One, though in Britain born, with courtiers bred, Who thought ev'n gold might come a day too late, Nor on...

Seven sermons and a prayer: preached at the meetings of the Religious ...

William Savery - 1808 - 116 oldal
...the Son of man cometh ;" thy days here may be few ; " dust thou art, and to dust thou shaft return." Earth's highest station ends in, " here he lies :" And, " dust to dust" concludes her noblest song. SERMON VII. MY. religion teaches me this — and it is die grand ruling and fundamental point upon...

An essay on the identity and general resurrection of the human body

Samuel Drew - 1809
...grave." Our continuance, in the midst of all that which the body can enjoy, is but momentary ; even " earth's highest station ends in here he lies, and dust to dust concludes our noblest song." The swift approach of death casts a damp upon our most sanguine expectations ; the...

The Lives of the Most Eminent English Poets: Prior. Congreve. Blackmore ...

Samuel Johnson - 1810
...those notes of approbation so swelled beyond their real bulk, that they will hardly shut. What though we wade in wealth or soar in fame ! Earth's highest...lies ! And dust to dust concludes her noblest song! The author of these lines is not without his Hicjacet. By the good sense of his son, it contains none...




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