The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality. : To which is Added, A Paraphrase on Part of the Book of JobA. Millar ... and R. Dodsley, 1750 - 326 страница |
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... ! ) feverer for fevere . The Day too fhort for my Diftrefs ! and Night , Even in the Zenith of her dark Domain , Is Sunshine , to the Colour of my Fate . B 2 Night , ; Night , fable Goddess ! from her Ebon Throne [ 3 ]
... ! ) feverer for fevere . The Day too fhort for my Diftrefs ! and Night , Even in the Zenith of her dark Domain , Is Sunshine , to the Colour of my Fate . B 2 Night , ; Night , fable Goddess ! from her Ebon Throne [ 3 ]
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Edward Young. ; Night , fable Goddess ! from her Ebon Throne , In raylefs Majefty , now ftretches forth Her leaden Sceptre o'er a flumb'ring World . Silence , how dead ! and Darknefs , " how profound ! Nor Eye , nor lift'ning Ear an ...
Edward Young. ; Night , fable Goddess ! from her Ebon Throne , In raylefs Majefty , now ftretches forth Her leaden Sceptre o'er a flumb'ring World . Silence , how dead ! and Darknefs , " how profound ! Nor Eye , nor lift'ning Ear an ...
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... Throne of God . What golden Joys ambrofial cluft'ring glow , In HIS full Beam , and ripen for the Juft , Where momentary Ages are no more ! Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the Flight of threefcore ...
... Throne of God . What golden Joys ambrofial cluft'ring glow , In HIS full Beam , and ripen for the Juft , Where momentary Ages are no more ! Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the Flight of threefcore ...
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... Thrones will then be Toys , And Earth and Skies feem Duft upon the Scale . ; Redeem we Time ? -its Lofs we dearly buy . What pleads LORENZO for his high priz'd Sports ? He pleads Time's numerous Blanks ; he loudly pleads The ftraw ...
... Thrones will then be Toys , And Earth and Skies feem Duft upon the Scale . ; Redeem we Time ? -its Lofs we dearly buy . What pleads LORENZO for his high priz'd Sports ? He pleads Time's numerous Blanks ; he loudly pleads The ftraw ...
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... Thrones , which fhall not mourn their Masters chang'd ; Tho ' we from Earth ; Ethereal , They that fell . Such Veneration due , O Man , to Man . Who venerate themselves , the World defpife . For what , gay Friend ! is this efcutcheon'd ...
... Thrones , which fhall not mourn their Masters chang'd ; Tho ' we from Earth ; Ethereal , They that fell . Such Veneration due , O Man , to Man . Who venerate themselves , the World defpife . For what , gay Friend ! is this efcutcheon'd ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffing bleft Blifs Bliſs Boaft Bofom Book of Job Breaft Caufe Cauſe dark Darkneſs Death defcend DEITY diftant divine Doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity Ev'n ev'ry facred Fame Fate feems feen fhall fhines fhould firft Flame fleeps fmile foar foft fome Fool foon Friend ftill ftrange ftrike fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf Hour human illuftrious Immortal juft laft lefs Life's Light loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muft Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffion paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent Pride proud Reafon Reft rife Scene Senfe ſhall Skies Song Soul ſpeak Stars ſtill thee Thefe Theme theſe Thine thofe Thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth univerfal vaft Virtue whofe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh Worfe World wretched
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Страница 14 - 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 14 - Strikes thro' their wounded hearts the sudden dread; But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close ; where past the shaft, no trace is found. As from the wing no scar the sky retains ; The parted wave no furrow from the keel; So dies in human hearts the thought of death.
Страница 5 - The bell strikes one. 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 34 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Страница 260 - One sun by day, by night ten thousand shine ; And light us deep into the DEITY. How boundless in magnificence and might ! O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my heart. My heart, at once, it humbles, and exalts; Lays it in dust, and calls it to the skies.
Страница 55 - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain : Were death denied, to live would not be life: Were death denied, e'en fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign! Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies, Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. Death gives us more than was in Eden lost! This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
Страница 13 - There's no prerogative in human hours. In human hearts what bolder thought can rise Than man's presumption on to-morrow's dawn? Where is to-morrow? In another world. For numbers this is certain; the reverse Is sure to none; and yet on this perhaps...
Страница 303 - And shot, ambitious of unbounded scenes, Beyond the flaming limits of the world Her gloomy flight. But what avails the flight Of Fancy, when our hearts remain below ? Virtue abounds in flatterers and foes ; Tis pride to praise her, penance to perform. To more than words, to more than worth of tongue, Lorenzo ! rise, at this auspicious hour, An hour when...
Страница 49 - Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud, To damp our brainless ardours, and abate That glare of life which often blinds the wise. Our dying friends are pioneers, to smooth...
Страница 137 - tis revolution all ; All change ; no death. Day follows night ; and night The dying day ; stars rise, and set, and rise ; Earth takes th