Night thoughts, and A paraphrase on part of the book of Job. With the life of the author (by sir H. Croft and dr. Johnson).1812 |
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... hear less of Philander and Narcissa , and less of the mourner whom we loved to pity . " Mrs. Temple died of a consumption at Lyons , in her way to Nice , the year after her marriage ; that is , when poetry relates the fact , in her ...
... hear less of Philander and Narcissa , and less of the mourner whom we loved to pity . " Mrs. Temple died of a consumption at Lyons , in her way to Nice , the year after her marriage ; that is , when poetry relates the fact , in her ...
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... hear of you at your entire leisure . 66 6 I am , Sir , your most faithful " and obedient servant , 66 E. YOUNG . " 46 Nay , even after Pope's death , he says , in'Night Seven , ' 6 " Either the Essay ' , then , was Pope , who couldst ...
... hear of you at your entire leisure . 66 6 I am , Sir , your most faithful " and obedient servant , 66 E. YOUNG . " 46 Nay , even after Pope's death , he says , in'Night Seven , ' 6 " Either the Essay ' , then , was Pope , who couldst ...
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... hear that angel sing ! Angels from friendship gather half their joy ) So sung Philander , as his friend went round In the rich ichor , in the generous blood Of Bacchus , purple god of joyous wit , A brow solute , and ever - laughing eye ...
... hear that angel sing ! Angels from friendship gather half their joy ) So sung Philander , as his friend went round In the rich ichor , in the generous blood Of Bacchus , purple god of joyous wit , A brow solute , and ever - laughing eye ...
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... In silent hour , address your ardent call For aid immortal , less her brother's right . She with the spheres harmonious nightly leads The mazy dance , and hears their matchless strain , At the Duke of Norfolk's masquerade . NARCISSA . 41.
... In silent hour , address your ardent call For aid immortal , less her brother's right . She with the spheres harmonious nightly leads The mazy dance , and hears their matchless strain , At the Duke of Norfolk's masquerade . NARCISSA . 41.
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Edward Young. The mazy dance , and hears their matchless strain , A strain for gods , deny'd to mortal ear . Transmit it ... hear With higher gust , fair Portland of the skies ? Is that the soft enchantment calls thee down , More powerful ...
Edward Young. The mazy dance , and hears their matchless strain , A strain for gods , deny'd to mortal ear . Transmit it ... hear With higher gust , fair Portland of the skies ? Is that the soft enchantment calls thee down , More powerful ...
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ambition angels art thou awful beam beneath bless'd bliss blood divine boast BOOK OF JOB bosom boundless canst creation dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal Ev'n fate fire flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heart Heaven hope hour human illustrious infidels labour life's light live Lorenzo lustre man's mankind mighty mind mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence ordain'd pain passions peace pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason reason sleeps rise sacred scene sense shades shines sigh sight skies smile song sons of Ether soul immortal sphere stars stings storm strange sublime thee theme thine throne thy disease tomb tremble triumph truth virtue Virtue's wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched Young
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Página lxiv - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed 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 li - 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.
Página lxv - 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. And why ? because he thinks himself immortal : All men think all men mortal, but themselves...
Página 132 - Heaven gives us friends to bless the present scene ; Resumes them, to prepare us for the next. All evils natural are moral goods ; All discipline, indulgence, on the whole. None are unhappy : all have cause to smile, But such as to themselves that cause deny.
Página 156 - Which made the fond astronomer run mad; Darken his intellect, corrupt his heart ; Cause him to sacrifice his fame and peace To momentary madness, call'd delight : Idolater more gross, than ever kiss'd The lifted hand to Luna, or pour'd out The blood to Jove ! — O Thou, to whom belongs All sacrifice ! O Thou great Jove unfeign'd ! Divine Instructor ! Thy first volume this For man's perusal ; all in capitals...
Página lv - Unkindled, unconceiv'd, and from an eye Of tenderness let heavenly pity fall On me, more justly number'd with the dead. This is the desert, this the solitude: How populous, how vital is the grave! This is Creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom; The land of apparitions, empty shades!
Página lviii - 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.
Página liii - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder HE, who made him such...
Página 23 - And what is this ?—Survey the wondrous cure, And at each step let higher wonder rise! ' Pardon for infinite offence! and pardon Through means that speak its value infinite !' A pardon bought with blood! with blood divine* With blood divine of him I made my foe; Persisted to provoke!
Página 2 - Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.