Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and ImmortalityWillaim Tegg, 1868 - 301 páginas |
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... stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which flies to thee , her trust , her treasure , As misers to their gold ...
... stars , Exulting , shouted o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul , which flies to thee , her trust , her treasure , As misers to their gold ...
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... stars . The sun himself by thy permission shines , And , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Insatiate ...
... stars . The sun himself by thy permission shines , And , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me ? Insatiate ...
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... stars to listen : ev'ry star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet be not vain ; there are who thine excel , And charm through distant ages . Wrapt in shade , Pris'ner of darkness to the silent hours How often I repeat their rage ...
... stars to listen : ev'ry star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet be not vain ; there are who thine excel , And charm through distant ages . Wrapt in shade , Pris'ner of darkness to the silent hours How often I repeat their rage ...
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... stars , To keep his speed , nor ever wait for man : Time's use was doom'd a pleasure , waste a pain ; That man might feel his error if unseen , And feeling , fly to labour for his cure ; Not blund'ring , split on Idleness for ease ...
... stars , To keep his speed , nor ever wait for man : Time's use was doom'd a pleasure , waste a pain ; That man might feel his error if unseen , And feeling , fly to labour for his cure ; Not blund'ring , split on Idleness for ease ...
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... stars are dust . ' Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them , what report they bore to heav'n ; And how they might have borne more welcome news . Their answers form what men experience call ; If Wisdom's friend , her ...
... stars are dust . ' Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them , what report they bore to heav'n ; And how they might have borne more welcome news . Their answers form what men experience call ; If Wisdom's friend , her ...
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adore ambition angels archangels art thou beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless call'd charms creation dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust E'en earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ethereal ev'ry fair fate fire flame fond fool gaze give glorious glory gods grave grief guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human illustrious indulge infidels life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mind mortal Narcissa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs pain passion peace Philander pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud reason Reason sleeps rise sacred scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sov'reign sphere stars stings strange sublunary thee theme thine thought throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched ye stars