The Complaint, Or Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: Also, The Consolation; Night 9th and Last With the Life of the AuthorRice, 1800 |
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... grave : How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for fad admiftion there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high - fed , Solicit the cold hand of charity ! -3 To fhock us more , folicit it in vain ! B 2 ON LIFE ...
... grave : How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for fad admiftion there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high - fed , Solicit the cold hand of charity ! -3 To fhock us more , folicit it in vain ! B 2 ON LIFE ...
Página 12
... grave . Can I forget PHILANDER ? That were ftrange ; O my full heart ! But fhould I give it vent , The longeft night , though longer far , would fail , And the lark liften to my midnight long . The fprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes ...
... grave . Can I forget PHILANDER ? That were ftrange ; O my full heart ! But fhould I give it vent , The longeft night , though longer far , would fail , And the lark liften to my midnight long . The fprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes ...
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... grave ; All feeling of futurity benumb'd ; All godlike paffion for eternals , quench'd ;; All relish of realities expir'd ; Renounc'd all correfpondence with the skies ; Our freedom chang'd ; quite winglefs our defire ; In fenfe dark ...
... grave ; All feeling of futurity benumb'd ; All godlike paffion for eternals , quench'd ;; All relish of realities expir'd ; Renounc'd all correfpondence with the skies ; Our freedom chang'd ; quite winglefs our defire ; In fenfe dark ...
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... grave ! " And oh ! the laft , laft - what ? ( can words exprefs ! " Thought reach it ? ) the last - filence of a friend ! " Where are thofe horrors , that amazement , where , This hideous group of ills , which fingly shock , Demand from ...
... grave ! " And oh ! the laft , laft - what ? ( can words exprefs ! " Thought reach it ? ) the last - filence of a friend ! " Where are thofe horrors , that amazement , where , This hideous group of ills , which fingly shock , Demand from ...
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... grave I ftole ; With impious piety , that grave I wrong'd . Short in my duty ! coward in my grief ! More like her murderer than friend , I crept , Lista With foft - fufpended ftep ; and , muffled deep .38 -NIGHT 3 ° THE COMPLAINT .
... grave I ftole ; With impious piety , that grave I wrong'd . Short in my duty ! coward in my grief ! More like her murderer than friend , I crept , Lista With foft - fufpended ftep ; and , muffled deep .38 -NIGHT 3 ° THE COMPLAINT .
Palavras e frases frequentes
æther ambition angels art thou Becauſe beneath bleffings bleft blifs bofom boundleſs breaft caufe cauſe dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal ev'ry facred fafe fame fate fcene feems feen fenfe fhades fhall fhines fhocking fhould figh fight fing firft fkies fleeps fmile foar foft fome fong fons fool foon foul fpirit ftars ftill ftorm ftrike ftrong fuch fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart Heav'n himſelf hour human illuftrious immortal juft laft lefs life's loft LORENZO luftre man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefent pride proud Reafon rife ſcene ſhall ſkies ſphere ſtars ſtill thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thought thouſand thro throne truth univerfal vaft virtue whofe wifdom wife wing worfe wretched
Passagens conhecidas
Página 11 - 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 12 - ... immortal. All men think all men mortal but themselves ; Themselves, when some alarming shock of Fate Strikes through their wounded hearts the sudden dread : But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close; where past the shaft no trace is found.
Página 119 - tis revolution all ; All change ; no death. Day follows night ; and night The dying day ; stars rise, and set, and rise ; Earth takes th
Página 209 - Vain hope ! it is too late! Where, where, for shelter, shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale ? Great day ! for which all other days were made ; For which earth rose from chaos, man from earth ; And an eternity, the date of gods, Descended on poor earth-created man ! Great day of dread, decision, and despair!
Página 52 - And soon as man, expert from time, has found The key of life, it opes the gates of death.
Página 52 - Pursuing, and pursued, each other's prey ; As wolves, for rapine; as the fox, for wiles ; Till Death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in " Here he lies :" And dust " to dust
Página 110 - Tis a proud mendicant: it boasts and begs; It begs an alms of homage from the throng, And oft the throng denies its charity.
Página 69 - Talk they of morals ! O thou bleeding Love ! Thou maker of new morals to mankind ! The grand morality is love of Thee.
Página 185 - Each branch of piety delight inspires ; Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulf, and all its horror hides...
Página 199 - To know the world, not love her, is thy point ; She gives but little, nor that little, long. There is, I grant, a triumph of the...