The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: To which is Added, a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of Job..A. Millar and T. Cadell, ... and J. Dodsley, 1768 - 315 страница |
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... mind , on that occafion , than medi- tated , or defigned . Which will appear very probable from the nature of it . For it differs from the common mode of Poetry , which is from long narrations to draw short morals . Here , on the ...
... mind , on that occafion , than medi- tated , or defigned . Which will appear very probable from the nature of it . For it differs from the common mode of Poetry , which is from long narrations to draw short morals . Here , on the ...
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... Mind , ( A Mind that fain would wander from its Woe ) Lead it thro ' various Scenes of Life and Death ; And from each Scene , the nobleft Truths inspire . Nor Nor lefs infpire my Conduct , than my Song ; 2 Night 1 . The COMPLAINT .
... Mind , ( A Mind that fain would wander from its Woe ) Lead it thro ' various Scenes of Life and Death ; And from each Scene , the nobleft Truths inspire . Nor Nor lefs infpire my Conduct , than my Song ; 2 Night 1 . The COMPLAINT .
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... Mind was moral , as the Preacher's Tongue And ftrong ,, to wield all Science , worth the Name ; How often we talk'd down the Summer's Sun , And cool'd our Paffions by the breezy Stream ! How often thaw'd and fhorten'd Winter's Eve , By ...
... Mind was moral , as the Preacher's Tongue And ftrong ,, to wield all Science , worth the Name ; How often we talk'd down the Summer's Sun , And cool'd our Paffions by the breezy Stream ! How often thaw'd and fhorten'd Winter's Eve , By ...
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... Minds , " A manly Scorn of Terror from the Tomb . " r ; This Harveft reap from thy NARCISSA's Grave . As Poet's feign'd from AJAX ' streaming Blood Arofe , with Grief infcrib'd , a mournful Flow'r Let Wisdom bloffom from my mortal Wound ...
... Minds , " A manly Scorn of Terror from the Tomb . " r ; This Harveft reap from thy NARCISSA's Grave . As Poet's feign'd from AJAX ' streaming Blood Arofe , with Grief infcrib'd , a mournful Flow'r Let Wisdom bloffom from my mortal Wound ...
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... Minds , Which relish Fruits unripen'd by the Sun , Make their Days various ; various as the Dyes On the Dove's Neck , which wanton in his Rays . On Minds of Dove - like Innocence poffeft , On lighten'd Minds , that bask in Virtue's ...
... Minds , Which relish Fruits unripen'd by the Sun , Make their Days various ; various as the Dyes On the Dove's Neck , which wanton in his Rays . On Minds of Dove - like Innocence poffeft , On lighten'd Minds , that bask in Virtue's ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffing bleft Blifs Book of Job boundleſs Breaft Caufe Cauſe Chimæra Dæmons 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 Flame fleeps foft fome Fool foon Friend ftill ftrange ftrike fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf 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 rife riſe Scene Senfe Senſe ſhall ſhe ſhine Skies Song Soul ſpeaks Stars ſtill thee Thefe Theme themſelves theſe Thine thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth univerfal Virtue whofe Whoſe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh World wretched
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Страница 7 - 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. It is the signal that demands despatch : How much is to be done? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, 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...
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.
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Страница 40 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good!
Страница 17 - 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 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes: Swift on his downy pinions flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Страница 172 - Who would not give a trifle to prevent What he would give a thousand worlds to cure ? Lorenzo ! thou hast seen (if thine to see) All Nature and her GOD (by Nature's course, And Nature's course controll'd) declare for me. The skies above proclaim ' immortal man !' And ' man immortal !
Страница 28 - 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.