Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and ImmortalityF. and C. Rivington, 1802 - 361 страница |
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... Peace , which after- ward , with several of his smaller pieces , and most of his de- dications , was consigned by his own hand to merited oblivion : in which circumstance he deserves both the thanks and imita- tion of posterity . About ...
... Peace , which after- ward , with several of his smaller pieces , and most of his de- dications , was consigned by his own hand to merited oblivion : in which circumstance he deserves both the thanks and imita- tion of posterity . About ...
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... peace was slain ; " And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . These lines have been universally understood of the above deaths ; but this supposition can no way be reconciled with Mr. Croft's dates , who says , Mrs. Temple ...
... peace was slain ; " And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . These lines have been universally understood of the above deaths ; but this supposition can no way be reconciled with Mr. Croft's dates , who says , Mrs. Temple ...
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... peace was slain ; And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . O Cynthia ! why so pale ? Dost thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to see thy wheel Of ceaseless change outwhirl'd in human life ? How wane's my borrow'd ...
... peace was slain ; And thrice , ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn . O Cynthia ! why so pale ? Dost thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to see thy wheel Of ceaseless change outwhirl'd in human life ? How wane's my borrow'd ...
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... peace . Man's caution often into danger turns , And , his guard falling , crushes him to death . Not happiness itself makes good her name ; Our very wishes give us not our wish . How distant oft the thing we doat on most , From that for ...
... peace . Man's caution often into danger turns , And , his guard falling , crushes him to death . Not happiness itself makes good her name ; Our very wishes give us not our wish . How distant oft the thing we doat on most , From that for ...
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... peace . Beware what earth calls happiness ; beware All joys , but joys that never can expire . Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine dy'd with thee , PHILANDER ! thy last sigh 16 ...
... peace . Beware what earth calls happiness ; beware All joys , but joys that never can expire . Who builds on less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine dy'd with thee , PHILANDER ! thy last sigh 16 ...
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Æther ambition angels art thou beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless call'd charms creation dæmons dark death deep DEITY delight deny'd divine Dost dread dust EARL OF LITCHFIELD earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair fate flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human illustrious life's light live LORENZO man's mankind midnight mind mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passion peace PHILANDER pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason rise sacred scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars stings storm strange strike thee theme thine thought thro throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's Winchester College wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
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Страница 18 - 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 19 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Страница 12 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Страница xi - In his Night Thoughts he has exhibited a very wide display of original poetry, variegated with deep reflections and striking allusions, a wilderness of thought, in which the fertility of fancy scatters flowers of every hue and of every odour. This is one of the few poems in which blank verse could not be changed for rhyme but with disadvantage.
Страница 8 - A worm ! a god ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger. Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own : How reason reels ! О what a miracle to man is man.
Страница 6 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end.
Страница 18 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, For ever on the brink of being born.' All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
Страница 9 - This is the desert, this the solitude : How populous, how vital, is the grave! This is creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom ; The land of apparitions, empty shades ! All, all on earth is shadow, all beyond Is substance ; the reverse is folly's creed?
Страница 72 - 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
Страница 264 - Some angel guide my pencil, while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed, A man on earth devoted to the skies ; Like ships at sea, while in, above the world. With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares, and tumults, of this life, (Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet) Excite his pity, not impair his peace.