The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of the Author, Том 1Benjamin Johnson, Jacob Johnson, & Robert Johnson, 1805 |
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... less of Philander and Narcissa , and less of the " mourner whom he loved to pity . " Notwithstanding one might be tempted , from some passages in the Night Thoughts , to suppose he had ta- ken his leave of terrestrial things , in the ...
... less of Philander and Narcissa , and less of the " mourner whom he loved to pity . " Notwithstanding one might be tempted , from some passages in the Night Thoughts , to suppose he had ta- ken his leave of terrestrial things , in the ...
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... less durable one , in marble , was erected by his only son and heir , with a very modest and sensible in- scription . This son , Mr. Frederick Young , had the first part of his education at Winchester school , and , becoming a scholar ...
... less durable one , in marble , was erected by his only son and heir , with a very modest and sensible in- scription . This son , Mr. Frederick Young , had the first part of his education at Winchester school , and , becoming a scholar ...
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... less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason reason ; my best will Teach rectitude ; and fix my firm resolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance , pour'd On this devoted head , be ...
... less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason reason ; my best will Teach rectitude ; and fix my firm resolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance , pour'd On this devoted head , be ...
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... less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine died with thee , Philander , thy last sigh Dissolv'd the charm ; the disenchanted earth Lost all her lustre . Where her glitt❜ring tow'rs ? Her golden ...
... less than an immortal base , Fond as he seems , condemns his joys to death . Mine died with thee , Philander , thy last sigh Dissolv'd the charm ; the disenchanted earth Lost all her lustre . Where her glitt❜ring tow'rs ? Her golden ...
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... less than that of bosom torn From bosom , bleeding o'er the sacred dead ! Should not each dial strike us as we pass , Portentious , as the written wall which struck , O'er midnight bowls , the proud Assyrian pale , Erewhile high flush'd ...
... less than that of bosom torn From bosom , bleeding o'er the sacred dead ! Should not each dial strike us as we pass , Portentious , as the written wall which struck , O'er midnight bowls , the proud Assyrian pale , Erewhile high flush'd ...
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ambition angels art thou awful beam beneath bids birth bleeds blest bliss blood divine burst call'd celestial charms christian dæmons darkness dead death Deity deny'd divine dread Duke of Wharton dust E'en earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ev'ry fair fate fear fire flame flight folly fond fool gaze genius give glorious glory grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heaven hour human illustrious labour life's live Lorenzo man's mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er Night Thoughts numbers o'er pain passions peace Philander pour'd pow'r praise pride reason rich rise sacred scene seraphs shades shines sigh skies smile soft song soul immortal Stamp'd stars sting storm tears thee theme thine thou thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth virtue weep Winchester College wing wisdom wise wound wretched Ye stars YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY Young
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Страница 22 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed 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 28 - If nothing more than purpose in thy power, Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
Страница 75 - The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave ; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and error's wretch, Man makes a death, which nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls ; And feels a thousand deaths, in fearing one.
Страница 23 - 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! Time lodged in their own hands is Folly's vails; That lodged in Fate's to wisdom they consign; The thing they can't but purpose, they postpone.
Страница 10 - From different natures marvellously' mixt, Connexion exquisite of distant worlds*! Distinguished link in being's endless chain*! Midway from nothing' to the Deity*! A beam ethereal', sullied', and absorpt*! Though sullied*, and dishonour'd', still divine*? Dim miniature' of greatness absolute*! An heir of glory/! a frail child of dust*! Helpless immortal'! insect infinite*! A worm'! a god*! — I tremble' at myself, And in myself am lost*!
Страница 7 - 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 11 - Her ceaseless flight, though devious, speaks her nature Of subtler essence than the trodden clod; Active, aerial, towering, unconfined, Unfetter'd with her gross companion's fall. Even silent night proclaims my soul immortal: Even silent night proclaims eternal day. For human weal, Heaven husbands all events: Dull sleep instructs, nor sport vain dreams in vain.
Страница 97 - Here is firm footing ; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides ; Sinks under us ; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Страница 38 - Where shall I find Him ? Angels ! tell me where. You know him ; He is near you : point him out : Shall I see glories beaming from his brow ? Or trace his footsteps by the rising flowers...
Страница 56 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young , And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay...