The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 611790 |
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... mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Infatiate archer ! could not one fuffice ? 210 215 Thy fhaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . O Cynthia why fo pale ...
... mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Infatiate archer ! could not one fuffice ? 210 215 Thy fhaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . O Cynthia why fo pale ...
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... means . 405 410 Know , like the Median , fate is in thy walls : 415 Doft afk , How ? Whence ? Belshazzar - like , amaz'd ? Man's make incloses the fure seeds of death ; Life feeds the murderer ; Ingrate ! he thrives On her own meal ...
... means . 405 410 Know , like the Median , fate is in thy walls : 415 Doft afk , How ? Whence ? Belshazzar - like , amaz'd ? Man's make incloses the fure seeds of death ; Life feeds the murderer ; Ingrate ! he thrives On her own meal ...
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... means of Happiness ? That unobtain'd , than folly more a fool ; A melancholy fool , without her bells . Friendship , the means of wisdom , richly gives The precious end , which makes our wisdom wife . Nature , in zeal for human amity ...
... means of Happiness ? That unobtain'd , than folly more a fool ; A melancholy fool , without her bells . Friendship , the means of wisdom , richly gives The precious end , which makes our wisdom wife . Nature , in zeal for human amity ...
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... means ; 405 An end deplorable ! a means divine ! 410 When ' tis our all , ' tis nothing ; worse than nought ; A neft of pains : when held as nothing , much : Like fome fair humourists , life is most enjoy'd , When courted leaft ; moft ...
... means ; 405 An end deplorable ! a means divine ! 410 When ' tis our all , ' tis nothing ; worse than nought ; A neft of pains : when held as nothing , much : Like fome fair humourists , life is most enjoy'd , When courted leaft ; moft ...
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... means my phrenzy ? I blaspheme ; Alas ! how low ! how far beneath the fkies ! 175 The fkies it form'd ; and now it bleeds for me— 170 But bleeds the balm I want- -Yet ftill it bleeds ; Draw the dire fteel - ah no ! the dreadful blessing ...
... means my phrenzy ? I blaspheme ; Alas ! how low ! how far beneath the fkies ! 175 The fkies it form'd ; and now it bleeds for me— 170 But bleeds the balm I want- -Yet ftill it bleeds ; Draw the dire fteel - ah no ! the dreadful blessing ...
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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
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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.