 | Edward Young - 1813 - 380 oldal
...what dread ! Alternately transported and alarm' d*i What can preserve my life ?«or what dfestroy? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof. While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1849 - 494 oldal
...! what dread ! Alternately transported and alarmed ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine mo there." Grand! but it requires the wisdom of a Swedenborg, as well as the poetic grandeur of a Young,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 390 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof : While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads.... | |
 | 1838 - 884 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. " 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof, While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spreads.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1817 - 372 oldal
...: What then his vengeance ? Hear it not, ye stars I And llmn, pale moon ! turn paler at the sound ; Man is to man the sorest, surest ill. A previous blast foretells the rising storm ; Overwhelming turrets threaten ere they fall ; Volcanoes bellow ere they disembogue ; Earth trembles... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 498 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life, or what destroy? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 oldal
...what dread' ! Alternately transported', and alarmed' ! What can preserve' my life ? or what destroy' ? An angel's' arm can't snatch' me from the grave ; Legions' of angels cei't confine' me there. Young. 11 — On Death. , --^ WHERE the prime actors of the last year's scene,... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1820 - 636 oldal
...joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy I An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. "Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 412 oldal
...what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd ! v What can preserve my life ? or wha$ destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'T is past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1854 - 580 oldal
...How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man ! " and this, — " An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there." The npw common collocation of words, " strenuous idleness," is to be found in connection with one of... | |
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What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave • - . Legions of angels can't confine me there. 
