The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Том 2J. Cundee, 1802 |
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... looks like radiant youth Brought forward by the hand of hoary time- You to the port with speed ; ' tis possible Some vessel is arriv'd : Heav'n grant it bring ... Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd A TRAGEDY . 9.
... looks like radiant youth Brought forward by the hand of hoary time- You to the port with speed ; ' tis possible Some vessel is arriv'd : Heav'n grant it bring ... Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd A TRAGEDY . 9.
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Edward Young. Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd , you'll find they are unwise : Some flaw in their own conduct lies beneath , And ' tis the trick of fools to save their credit , Which brought another language into ...
Edward Young. Look into those they call unfortunate , And closer view'd , you'll find they are unwise : Some flaw in their own conduct lies beneath , And ' tis the trick of fools to save their credit , Which brought another language into ...
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... look so pale ! Enter ALONZO . Alonzo ! CARLOS . ALONZO . Carlos ! -I am whole again : Claspt in thy arms , it makes my heart entire . CARLOS . Whom dare I thus embrace ? The conqueror of Africk ? ALONZO . Yes , much more ; Don Carlos ...
... look so pale ! Enter ALONZO . Alonzo ! CARLOS . ALONZO . Carlos ! -I am whole again : Claspt in thy arms , it makes my heart entire . CARLOS . Whom dare I thus embrace ? The conqueror of Africk ? ALONZO . Yes , much more ; Don Carlos ...
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... look might be kind . Farewell for ever . This severe behaviour Has , to my comfort , made it sweet to die . LEONORA . [ Aside . ] Farewell for ever ! -Sweet to die ! -O heav'n ! Alonzo , stay ; you must not thus escape me ; But hear ...
... look might be kind . Farewell for ever . This severe behaviour Has , to my comfort , made it sweet to die . LEONORA . [ Aside . ] Farewell for ever ! -Sweet to die ! -O heav'n ! Alonzo , stay ; you must not thus escape me ; But hear ...
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... look upon that face , And read it there - Devote thee to another ! Not to be borne ! A second look undoes me . LEONORA . And why undo you ? Is it then , my lord , So terrible to yield to your own wishes , Because they happen to concur ...
... look upon that face , And read it there - Devote thee to another ! Not to be borne ! A second look undoes me . LEONORA . And why undo you ? Is it then , my lord , So terrible to yield to your own wishes , Because they happen to concur ...
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ALONZO Alvarez ambition angels ANTIGONUS art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood blood divine bosom brother call'd crime CURTIUS dæmons dare dark dead death DEMETRIUS deny'd despair divine Don Carlos dost dreadful dust DYMAS earth empire ERIXENE eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal ISABELLA KING LEONORA life's lord LORENZO mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace PERICLES PERSEUS Philip POSTHUMIUS pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome scene shew sigh skies smile song soul speak stab sting strike tears thee theme thine thou thought Thrace Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph Twas vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched ZANGA
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Страница 214 - 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.
Страница 232 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news. Their answers form what men Experience call ; If Wisdom's friend, her best ; -if not, worst foe.
Страница 203 - How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity, how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man...
Страница 215 - Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool, And scarce in human wisdom to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage. When young, indeed...
Страница 206 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Страница 202 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Страница 354 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits, away: Then melts into the spring : soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades ; As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend. Emblems of man, who passes, not expires. With this minute distinction, emblems just, Nature revolves, but man advances ; both Eternal ; that a circle, this a line. That gravitates, this soars. Th' aspiring soul, Ardent, and tremulous,...
Страница 255 - Smitten friends Are angels sent on errands full of love ; For us they languish, and for us they die...
Страница 351 - Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor ; Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Poor is the man in debt ; the man of gold, In debt to fortune, trembles at her power.
Страница 205 - Life's theatre as yet is shut, and Death, Strong Death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.