The poetical works of ... E. Young. With the life of the author. Cooke's ed, Том 11799 |
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... grief . Take , then , O world ! thy much indebted tear . How fad a fight is human happiness To those whole thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou , whate'er thou art , whofe heart exults ! Wouldst thou I fhould congratulate thy fate ...
... grief . Take , then , O world ! thy much indebted tear . How fad a fight is human happiness To those whole thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou , whate'er thou art , whofe heart exults ! Wouldst thou I fhould congratulate thy fate ...
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... Grief's fharpeft thorn hard preffing on my breast , I ftrive , with wakeful melody , to cheer The fullen gloom , fweet Philomel ! like thee , And call the stars to liften : ev'ry star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet be not ...
... Grief's fharpeft thorn hard preffing on my breast , I ftrive , with wakeful melody , to cheer The fullen gloom , fweet Philomel ! like thee , And call the stars to liften : ev'ry star Is deaf to mine , enamour'd of thy lay . Yet be not ...
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... grief Call glory . - Doft thou mourn Philander's fate ? I know thou fay'ft it : fays thy life the fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of time , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of ...
... grief Call glory . - Doft thou mourn Philander's fate ? I know thou fay'ft it : fays thy life the fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of time , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of ...
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... grief and joy ! 680 Amazement ftrikes ! devotion burfts to flame ! Chriftians adore ! and infidels believe . 685 As fome tall tow'r , or lofty mountain's brow , Detains the fun , illuftrious , from its height , While rifing vapours ...
... grief and joy ! 680 Amazement ftrikes ! devotion burfts to flame ! Chriftians adore ! and infidels believe . 685 As fome tall tow'r , or lofty mountain's brow , Detains the fun , illuftrious , from its height , While rifing vapours ...
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... grief that started from my lids for him ; Seizes the faithlefs , alienated rear , Or fhares it ere it falls . So frequent death , Sorrow he more than causes ; he confounds ; For human fighs his rival strokes contend , 60 65 70 And make ...
... grief that started from my lids for him ; Seizes the faithlefs , alienated rear , Or fhares it ere it falls . So frequent death , Sorrow he more than causes ; he confounds ; For human fighs his rival strokes contend , 60 65 70 And make ...
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againſt ambition angels art thou bleffings blefs'd blifs bofom boundleſs breaſt caufe cauſe dæmons darkneſs death defcend Deity deſpair diftant divine doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal ev'ry facred fafe fame fate fatires fcene feems feen fenfe fhades fhall fhines fhould figh fight fkies flain fleeps fmile foar foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpirit ftars ftill ftrange ftrike fuch fure glory grave grief guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf human illuftrious immortal juft laft lefs life's loft Lorenzo luftre man's moft mortal moſt muft muſt Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion paft pain paſt peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſhall ſkies ſmile ſphere ſtars ſtill thee thefe theme theſe thine thofe thoſe thought thouſand thro throne truth univerfal virtue whofe wifdom wife wing wretched
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Страница 43 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
Страница 25 - 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 15 - 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 197 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Страница 57 - While reason and religion, better taught, Congratulate the dead, and crown his tomb With wreath triumphant.
Страница 62 - From darkness, teeming darkness, where I lay The worm's inferior, and, in rank, beneath The dust I tread on, high to bear my brow, To drink the spirit of the golden day, And triumph in existence ; and couldst know No motive, but my bliss ; and hast ordain'd A rise in blessing ! with the patriarch's joy...
Страница 30 - How heavily we drag the load of life! Blest leisure is our curse; like that of Cain, It makes us wander, wander earth around, To fly that tyrant Thought. As Atlas groan'd The world beneath, we groan beneath an hour.
Страница 25 - How excellent that life they ne'er will lead! Time lodg'd in their own hands is Folly's vails ; That lodg'd in Fate's to wisdom they consign ; The thing they can't but purpose they postpone.
Страница 119 - Enjoy the various riches nature yields ; Far nobler ! give the riches they enjoy ; Give taste to fruits ; and harmony to groves ; Their radiant beams to gold, and gold's bright...
Страница 21 - Here, plung'd in mines, forgets a sun was made. There, beings deathless as their haughty lord, Are hammer'd to the galling oar for life ; And plough the winter's wave, and reap despair. Some, for hard masters, broken under arms, In battle lopt away, with half their limbs, Beg bitter bread thro' realms their valour sav'd, If so the tyrant, or his minion, doom.