 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
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1872 - 786 páginas
...the grave. l wake, emerging from n sea of (¡rearm, Tumultuous; where my wreck" d, desponding though* From wave to wave of fancied misery, At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restored, 'tig only change of pain (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The Day too short for my distress;... | |
 | Casket - 1874 - 840 páginas
...the grave. I wake, eiuergiug from a леа of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd desponding thought From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove,...helm of reason lost : Though now restored, 'tis only chuuge of pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The day too »hört for my distress ; and night,... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 páginas
...Thoughts. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous, where my wreck'd, desponding thought * From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost. YOUNG: Night Thoughts. WOMAN. Sure, Nature form'd me of her softest mould, Enfeebled all my soul with... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1876 - 466 páginas
...infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wrecked desponding thought From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove,...: The day too short, for my distress ! and Night, Even in the zenith of her dark domain, Is sunshine to the colour of my fate. Night, sable goddess !... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 840 páginas
...infest (he grave. f wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd desponding thought, restor'd, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change !) severer for severe. The Day too short for my... | |
 | Katharine Stuart - 1877 - 262 páginas
...earth could she say that was not useless now ? CHAPTER XV. HOW MRS. THORN MENDED THE VICAR'S CLOTHES. " Though now restored, 'tis only change of pain, (A bitter change) severer for severe." YOUNG (Night Thoughts). THE news of Mr. Traill's engagement flew like wild-fire through his parish... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 páginas
...YOUNG: j\~ig/it Thoughts. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous, where my wreck'd, desponding From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost. YOUNG: Night Thoughts. WOMAN. Sure, Nature form'd me of her softest mould, Enfeebled all my soul with... | |
 | Sir Thomas Wyatt - 1879 - 624 páginas
...the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought 10 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 bitter change !) severer for severe : The day too short for... | |
 | John McGovern - 1880 - 762 páginas
...infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous; where mv wrecked, desponding thought From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost. Though now restored, 't is only change of pain — A bitter change ! — severer for severe : The day too short for my distress... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1880 - 480 páginas
...Night Thoughts, 'The Complaint, ' 1. 9, sqq . ; ' I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous .... Though now restored, 'tis only change of pain : (A bitter change !) severer for severe, ' &c. NOTE 138, PAGE i;o. The god, who in my bosom dwctteth, &c. Compare Goethe's Tasso, Miss Swanwick's... | |
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