Night Thoughts on Life, Death, & ImmortalityH.G. Hale & Company, 1810 - 254 oldal |
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... Thou art so witty , profligate , and thin , Thou seemst a Milton with his Death and Sin . " haps there was more of indignation than pleasantry in it DR . EDWARD YOUNG . 5.
... Thou art so witty , profligate , and thin , Thou seemst a Milton with his Death and Sin . " haps there was more of indignation than pleasantry in it DR . EDWARD YOUNG . 5.
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... Thou , who didst put to flight Primeval Silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which ...
... Thou , who didst put to flight Primeval Silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which ...
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... thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Insatiate Archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and ...
... thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Insatiate Archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and ...
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... thou ! whate'er thou art , whose hearts exults ! Wouldst thou I should congratulate thy fate ? I know thou wouldst ; thy pride demands it from me . Let thy pride pardon what thy nature needs , The salutary censure of a friend . Thou ...
... thou ! whate'er thou art , whose hearts exults ! Wouldst thou I should congratulate thy fate ? I know thou wouldst ; thy pride demands it from me . Let thy pride pardon what thy nature needs , The salutary censure of a friend . Thou ...
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... Thou poor pale piece Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long laboured prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ? ambition , truly great , Of virtuous praise . Death's ...
... Thou poor pale piece Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long laboured prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ? ambition , truly great , Of virtuous praise . Death's ...
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ambition angels archangels art thou beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless call'd canst charms creation dæmons dark death deep Deity delight deny'd divine dost dread dust Earl of LITCHFIELD earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal Ev'n ev'ry fair fate flame fond fool gaze give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human illustrious infidels life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mighty mind mortal Narcissa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs pain passions peace pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason rise sacred scene sense shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sov'reign sphere stars stings strange thee theme thine thought thro throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's Winchester College wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
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17. oldal - And that through every stage : when young, indeed, In full content we, sometimes, nobly rest, 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.
16. 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.
88. oldal - Each moment on the former shuts the grave. While man is growing, life is in decrease ; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire.
17. oldal - 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 applaud; How excellent that life they ne'er will lead! Time lodged in their own hands is Folly's vails; That lodged in Fate's to wisdom they consign; The thing they can't but purpose, they postpone.
50. 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, T 3 The terrors of the living, not the dead.
7. 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.
11. oldal - The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss ; it breaks at every breeze.
12. 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.
38. oldal - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young , And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay...
32. oldal - Can gold gain friendship? Impudence of hope! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend but what has found a. friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay; And this makes friends such miracles below.