The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 611790 |
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... Look down - On what ? a fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity ! how furely mine ! And can eternity belong to me , Poor penfioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful ...
... Look down - On what ? a fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity ! how furely mine ! And can eternity belong to me , Poor penfioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful ...
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... looks on me , on all : That power , who bids This midnight centinel , with clarion fhrill , Emblem of that which fhall awake the dead , 5 10 Roufe fouls from lumber , into thoughts of heaven . Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ...
... looks on me , on all : That power , who bids This midnight centinel , with clarion fhrill , Emblem of that which fhall awake the dead , 5 10 Roufe fouls from lumber , into thoughts of heaven . Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ...
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... man , becaufe untouch'd , unfeen , He looks on Time as nothing . Nothing else Is truly man's ; ' tis fortune's - Time's a god . 190 Haft Haft thou ne'er heard of Time's omnipotence ; For , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT II . 25.
... man , becaufe untouch'd , unfeen , He looks on Time as nothing . Nothing else Is truly man's ; ' tis fortune's - Time's a god . 190 Haft Haft thou ne'er heard of Time's omnipotence ; For , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT II . 25.
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... look backwards with a smile ; Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; 335 That common , but opprobious lot ! paft hours , If not by guilt , yet wound us by their flight , If folly bounds our profpect by the grave , All feeling ...
... look backwards with a smile ; Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; 335 That common , but opprobious lot ! paft hours , If not by guilt , yet wound us by their flight , If folly bounds our profpect by the grave , All feeling ...
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... Look the world around , And tell me what : the wifeft cannot tell . Should any born of women give his thought Full range , on just dislike's unbounded field ; Of things , the vanity ; of men , the flaws ; Flaws in the best ; the many ...
... Look the world around , And tell me what : the wifeft cannot tell . Should any born of women give his thought Full range , on just dislike's unbounded field ; Of things , the vanity ; of men , the flaws ; Flaws in the best ; the many ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
æther againſt ambition angels art thou aſk Becauſe bleffings bleft blifs bliſs bluſh boundleſs cauſe chimæra dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine Doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal Ev'n facred fafe fame fate fenfe fhall fhould figh fight fing fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal fpirit ftill ftrange fuch fupreme fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf hope hour human illuftrious juft lefs life's loft Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Narciffa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſcheme ſenſe ſhades ſhall ſhines ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſtars ſtill ſtorm ſtream ſuch thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne tomb truth vaft virtue virtue's whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wretched
Passagens conhecidas
Página 16 - 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.
Página 40 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Página 32 - 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.
Página 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Página 5 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Página 20 - Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor ; Part with it as with money, sparing ; pay No moment, but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask death-beds ; they can tell.
Página 3 - From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave.
Página 29 - But why on time so lavish is my song? On this great theme kind Nature keeps a school, To teach her sons herself.
Página 5 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death; And from each scene the noblest truths inspire. Nor less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason, reason ; my best will...
Página 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.