Young's Night Thoughts: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory NotesJames Nichol, 1853 - 327 oldal |
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... fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor listening ear , an object finds ...
... fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor listening ear , an object finds ...
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... fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root ; each moment plays His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of sweet domestic comfort , and cuts down The fairest ...
... fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root ; each moment plays His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of sweet domestic comfort , and cuts down The fairest ...
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... fate ; Sweet comfort's blasted clusters I lament ; I tremble at the blessings once so dear ; And every pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single ...
... fate ; Sweet comfort's blasted clusters I lament ; I tremble at the blessings once so dear ; And every pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single ...
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... fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who sorrow for myself ? In age , in infancy , from others ' aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind . That , nature's first , last lesson to mankind The selfish heart deserves the pain ...
... fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who sorrow for myself ? In age , in infancy , from others ' aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind . That , nature's first , last lesson to mankind The selfish heart deserves the pain ...
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... fate's inviolable oath is sworn Deep silence , " where eternity begins . ' By nature's law , what may be , may be now ; There's no prerogative in human hours . In human hearts what bolder thought can rise , Than man's presumption on to ...
... fate's inviolable oath is sworn Deep silence , " where eternity begins . ' By nature's law , what may be , may be now ; There's no prerogative in human hours . In human hearts what bolder thought can rise , Than man's presumption on to ...
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adore ambition angels archangels art thou awful beneath bids bless'd bliss blood divine boast boundless Busiris call'd charms creation dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal fair fate fire flame fond fool gaze genius George Gilfillan give glorious glory gods grandeur grave grief guilt happiness heart heaven hope hour human illustrious indulge infidels life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mind mismeasured mortal Narcissa nature nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passions peace Philander pleasure praise pride proud rapture reason rise sacred scene sense shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars stings strange tempest thee theme thine thought throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's Voltaire wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched Young
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18. oldal - Unanxious for ourselves, and only wish As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; 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.
17. oldal - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd 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.
6. oldal - Silence and darkness ! solemn sisters! twins From ancient night, who nurse the tender thought! To reason, and on reason build resolve (That column of true majesty in man,) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave, your kingdom : there this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine.
34. oldal - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
67. oldal - The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave ; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and error's wretch, Man makes a death, which nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls ; And feels a thousand deaths, in fearing one.
17. oldal - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," 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...
10. oldal - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptur'd, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
9. oldal - This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule; Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us embryos of existence free...
11. 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.
26. oldal - If nothing more than purpose in thy power, Thy purpose firm, is equal to the deed : Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly ; angels could no more* In faith and hope the world will disagree ; But all mankind's concern is charity.