 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. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied...  Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality - Página 1por Edward Young - 1839 - 280 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 páginas
...From wave to wave oFfancy'd misery If At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tlio' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer...severe : The day too short for my distress; and night, r5 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 páginas
...wave to wave of fancy'd misery, 1 1 At random drove, her helm of reason lost: Though now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain ; (A bitter change !) severer...severe. The day too short for my distress; and Night, 15 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess!... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 páginas
...thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer...severe. The Day too short for my distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. , Nighty sable goddess... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 402 páginas
...thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery. At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer...severe. The Day too short for my distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess !... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 páginas
...From wave to wave of fancy 'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer...severe. The Day too short for my distress ; and Night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess !... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 páginas
...thought, From wave to wave offancy'd misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Tho' now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer...severe. The Day too short for my distress; and Night, p3 Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. * Night, sable goddess... | |
 | Edward Young - 1805 - 284 páginas
...from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancy'd misery, . At random drove, her helm of reason lost:...severe. The day too short for my distress; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sun-shine to the color of my fate. TIR'D Nature's sweet restorer,... | |
 | Erasmus Middleton - 1807 - 730 páginas
...From wa\e to wave of fancy 'd misery, At random drove, her heini of reason lost Though now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change!) severer for severe. The day too short for my distirss i and ni^ht, E'en in the zenith of herdaik d.miaiu, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate."... | |
 | Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 páginas
...thought From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her hehu of reason lost. Though now restor'd 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer...severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night, Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess !... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 páginas
...the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought T 3 From wave to wave of fancied misery. At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A hitler change !) severer for severe. The day too short for my... | |
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