Bell's Edition, Томови 87-88J. Bell, 1796 |
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... pain , ( A bitter change ! ) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night , Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain , Is sunshine to the colour of my fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless ...
... pain , ( A bitter change ! ) severer for severe : The day too short for my distress ; and night , Ev'n in the zenith of her dark domain , Is sunshine to the colour of my fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless ...
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... pain the mantled pool , Or scal'd the cliff , or danc'd on hollow winds With antick shapes , wild natives of the brain ! Her ceaseless flight , tho ' devious , speaks her nature Of subtler essence than the trodden clod ; Active , aerial ...
... pain the mantled pool , Or scal'd the cliff , or danc'd on hollow winds With antick shapes , wild natives of the brain ! Her ceaseless flight , tho ' devious , speaks her nature Of subtler essence than the trodden clod ; Active , aerial ...
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... beam , and ripen for the just , Where momentary ages are no more ! 140 Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the flight of threescore years 146 j Bi To push eternity from human thought , And 26 THE COMPLAINT .
... beam , and ripen for the just , Where momentary ages are no more ! 140 Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the flight of threescore years 146 j Bi To push eternity from human thought , And 26 THE COMPLAINT .
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... pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? 235 Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me ... pain . War , famine , pest , volcano , storm , and fire , Intestine broils , Oppression , with her heart Wrapt up in ...
... pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? 235 Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me ... pain . War , famine , pest , volcano , storm , and fire , Intestine broils , Oppression , with her heart Wrapt up in ...
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... pains , And truest friends , thro ' errour , wound our rest . Without misfortune what calamities ! 280 And what hostilities without a foe ! Nor are foes wanting to the best on earth . But endless is the list of human ills , And sighs ...
... pains , And truest friends , thro ' errour , wound our rest . Without misfortune what calamities ! 280 And what hostilities without a foe ! Nor are foes wanting to the best on earth . But endless is the list of human ills , And sighs ...
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æther ambition angels ardour art thou beneath bids bless'd bliss boast boundless bright call'd cann't charms Corduba creation dæmons daring song dark death Deity delight divine dost dread dust e'er earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fall fantastick fate fire flames flow'r fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heav'n hope hour illustrious immortal inspir'd learn'd life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mighty mind miracles mortal Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs ordain'd pain passion peace pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud reason rise scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul sphere stars strange strike sublime terrour thee theme thine thought thro throne tomb triumph truth Tusculum virtue Virtue's wake the world wing wisdom wise wonder wretched ye Stars
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Страница 68 - ... 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 12 - Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! A beam ethereal, sullied and absorpt! Though sullied and dishonored, 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!
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