The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 611790 |
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... shall fall A victim facred to your dreary fhrine . But what are ye ? — Thou , who didft put to flight Primæval Silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , fhouted o'er the rifing ball ; 35 O Thou , whofe word from folid darkness ...
... shall fall A victim facred to your dreary fhrine . But what are ye ? — Thou , who didft put to flight Primæval Silence , when the morning stars , Exulting , fhouted o'er the rifing ball ; 35 O Thou , whofe word from folid darkness ...
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... shall not drivel : and their pride On this reverfion takes up ready praise ; At least , their own ; their future felves applaud ; 405 How excellent that life they ne'er will lead ! Time lodg'd in their own hands is folly's vails ; That ...
... shall not drivel : and their pride On this reverfion takes up ready praise ; At least , their own ; their future felves applaud ; 405 How excellent that life they ne'er will lead ! Time lodg'd in their own hands is folly's vails ; That ...
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... Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ? And , fortitude abandon'd , where is man ? I know the terms on which he sees the light ; He that is born , is lifted ; life is war ; Eternal war with woe . Who bears it beft , Deferves it ...
... Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ? And , fortitude abandon'd , where is man ? I know the terms on which he sees the light ; He that is born , is lifted ; life is war ; Eternal war with woe . Who bears it beft , Deferves it ...
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... shall read In every pale delinquent's private ear ; And Judgment publish ; publish to more worlds Than this ; and endless age in groans refound . Lorenzo , fuch that Sleeper in thy breast ! Such is her flumber ; and her vengeance fuch ...
... shall read In every pale delinquent's private ear ; And Judgment publish ; publish to more worlds Than this ; and endless age in groans refound . Lorenzo , fuch that Sleeper in thy breast ! Such is her flumber ; and her vengeance fuch ...
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... shall we kill each day ? If Trifling kills ; Sure Vice must butcher . O what heaps of flain Cry out for vengeance on us ! Time destroy'd Is Suicide , where more than Blood is fpilt . Time flies , death urges , knells call , heaven ...
... shall we kill each day ? If Trifling kills ; Sure Vice must butcher . O what heaps of flain Cry out for vengeance on us ! Time destroy'd Is Suicide , where more than Blood is fpilt . Time flies , death urges , knells call , heaven ...
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æther againſt ambition angels art thou aſk Becauſe bleffings bleft blifs bliſs bluſh boundleſs cauſe chimæra dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine Doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal Ev'n facred fafe fame fate fenfe fhall fhould figh fight fing fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal fpirit ftill ftrange fuch fupreme fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf hope hour human illuftrious juft lefs life's loft Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Narciffa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſcheme ſenſe ſhades ſhall ſhines ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſtars ſtill ſtorm ſtream ſuch thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne tomb truth vaft virtue virtue's whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wretched
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Страница 16 - 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 40 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Страница 32 - 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.
Страница 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Страница 5 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Страница 20 - Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor ; Part with it as with money, sparing ; pay No moment, but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask death-beds ; they can tell.
Страница 3 - 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.
Страница 29 - But why on time so lavish is my song? On this great theme kind Nature keeps a school, To teach her sons herself.
Страница 5 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death; And from each scene the noblest truths inspire. Nor less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason, reason ; my best will...
Страница 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.