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" A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy! "
The Port folio, by Oliver Oldschool - 113. oldal
1809
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Extracts from Young's Night thoughts, with observations upon them

William Danby, Edward Young - 1832 - 154 oldal
...such ! Who center'd in his make such strange extremes!" * » * * » " O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately...grave, Legions of angels can't confine me. there." • * * * # These, indeed, other animals, particularly dogs, seem to have in common with us; but as...

Principles of Elocution: Containing Numerous Rules, Observations, and ...

Thomas Ewing - 1832
...man', Triumphantly distressed' ! what joy', what dread' ! Alternately transported', and alarmed' ! What can preserve' my life, or what destroy' ? An...grave ; Legions' of angels can't confine' me there. YOUNG. 11. — ON DEATH. WHERE the prime actors of the last year's scene, Their port so proud, their...

Studies in Poetry and Prose: Consisting of Selections Principally from ...

A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 480 oldal
...down, surpris'd aghast, And wondering at her own. How reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man! Triumphantly distress'd! what joy! what dread' Alternately...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;...

An Account of the Experience of Hester Ann Rogers: And Her Funeral Sermon

Hester Ann Rogers, Thomas Coke - 1832 - 243 oldal
...now committed to corruption and worms ! it reminds me of Dr. Young's beautiful lines : " An angtHs arm can't snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't confine me there !" Tuesday, July 3. — I called on Ann Shrigley, who, when I last saw her, was crying for mercy m...

The second reader, or Juvenile companion

John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 260 oldal
...to man is man! Triumphantly distressed, what joy, what dread! Alternately transported and alarmed! What can preserve my life? or what destroy? An angel's...the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. LESSON FORTY-SEVENTH. Charles XII. and his Secretary. One day, as the king was dictating some letters...

The Poetical Works of Edward Young, 1. kötet

Edward Young - 1834 - 334 oldal
...wond'ring at her own : how reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress 'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and...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 :...

Man, as known to us theologically and geologically

Edward Nares - 1834
...down, surpris'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own—how reason reels! O what a miracle to man, is man! Triumphantly distress'd — what joy! what dread!...alarm'd ! What can preserve my life ? or what destroy 1 An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there." Is this...

Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's ..., 2. kötet

Flowers, Ann Taylor - 1835
...down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy ! what dread !...the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. LXVIII. SUMMER. 'Tis summer, 'tis summer!—the wild birds are singing, The woods and the glens with...

The Complaint and Consolation; Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ...

Edward Young - 1837 - 288 oldal
...wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! 85 Triumphantly distress'd 1 what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported and...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 "Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads,...

Account of the experience of Hester Ann Rogers

Hester Ann Rogers, Thomas Coke - 1837 - 290 oldal
...loved man, is now committed to corruption and worms ! it reminds me of Dr. Young's beautiful lines : " An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't confine me there !" Tuesday, July 3. — I called on Ann Shrigley, who, when I last saw her, was crying for mercy in...




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