Young's Night Thoughts: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory NotesJames Nichol, 1853 - 327 oldal |
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... never was the character of Herbert more highly appreciated , nor his poetry more unreservedly admired , than by this Presbyterian editor . The editorial work is done with true Chris- tian liberality , and with the sympathy of a man of ...
... never was the character of Herbert more highly appreciated , nor his poetry more unreservedly admired , than by this Presbyterian editor . The editorial work is done with true Chris- tian liberality , and with the sympathy of a man of ...
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... Never was a work issued combining elegance and cheapness in so remarkable a degree . Bell's Weekly Messenger . This volume is an additional proof of the excellency of the selection , the ability of the gifted editor , and the elegance ...
... Never was a work issued combining elegance and cheapness in so remarkable a degree . Bell's Weekly Messenger . This volume is an additional proof of the excellency of the selection , the ability of the gifted editor , and the elegance ...
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... never , or rarely , ventured on original and daring flights , and who seemed always to be haunted by the fear of French criticism . Pope , especially , lent all his influence to confirm and seal the power of a foreign code of literary ...
... never , or rarely , ventured on original and daring flights , and who seemed always to be haunted by the fear of French criticism . Pope , especially , lent all his influence to confirm and seal the power of a foreign code of literary ...
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... never saw equalled : it was invariable to his superiors in rank ; to his equals and to his inferiors it differed only in degrees of elegance . I never heard him speak with roughness to the meanest servant . In conversation upon lively ...
... never saw equalled : it was invariable to his superiors in rank ; to his equals and to his inferiors it differed only in degrees of elegance . I never heard him speak with roughness to the meanest servant . In conversation upon lively ...
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... never so eloquent till he was prostrated on his dunghill . And , in order to be able to write the " Night Thoughts , " Young must be plunged in the deepest gloom of affliction- " Thrice flew the shaft , and thrice his peace was slain ...
... never so eloquent till he was prostrated on his dunghill . And , in order to be able to write the " Night Thoughts , " Young must be plunged in the deepest gloom of affliction- " Thrice flew the shaft , and thrice his peace was slain ...
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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.