Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and ImmortalityF. and C. Rivington, 1802 - 361 страница |
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... reason why the reader is dis- " appointed is , that the thought of The Last Day makes every " man more than poetical , by spreading over his mind a gene- " ral obscurity of sacred horror , that oppresses distinction " and disdains ...
... reason why the reader is dis- " appointed is , that the thought of The Last Day makes every " man more than poetical , by spreading over his mind a gene- " ral obscurity of sacred horror , that oppresses distinction " and disdains ...
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... reason so believe that , " when once he had formed a new design , he then laboured " it with very patient industry , and that he composed with great labour and frequent revisions . 66 " His verses are formed by no certain model ; he is ...
... reason so believe that , " when once he had formed a new design , he then laboured " it with very patient industry , and that he composed with great labour and frequent revisions . 66 " His verses are formed by no certain model ; he is ...
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... from it makes the bulk of the Poem . The reason of it is , That the facts mentioned did naturally pour these moral reflections on the thought of the writer . T.Stothard Esq . RA.del P.Rothwell sculp London : Pub Jan B 2.
... from it makes the bulk of the Poem . The reason of it is , That the facts mentioned did naturally pour these moral reflections on the thought of the writer . T.Stothard Esq . RA.del P.Rothwell sculp London : Pub Jan B 2.
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... reason lost . Tho ' now restor'd , ' tis only change of 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 B 3 On Life, Death, and Immortality :
... reason lost . Tho ' now restor'd , ' tis only change of 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 B 3 On Life, Death, and Immortality :
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... Reason , and on Reason build Resolve , ( That column of true majesty in man ) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave , your kingdom : There this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine . But what are ye ...
... Reason , and on Reason build Resolve , ( That column of true majesty in man ) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave , your kingdom : There this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine . But what are ye ...
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æther ambition angels art thou beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless call'd charms chimæra creation dæmons dark death deep DEITY delight deny'd divine Dost dread dust EARL OF LITCHFIELD earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair fate flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human illustrious infidel life's light live LORENZO lyes man's mankind midnight mind mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passion peace PHILANDER pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason rise sacred scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars strange thee theme thine thought thro throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's Winchester College wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
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Страница 18 - 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 19 - And that through every stage: when young, indeed, In full content we, sometimes, nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves ; and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool: Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Страница 69 - 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 41 - 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 27 - 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 264 - He sees with other eyes than theirs. Where they Behold a sun, he spies a deity : What makes them only smile, makes him adore. Where they see mountains, he but atoms sees : An empire, in his balance, weighs a grain. .They things terrestrial worship as divine ; *His hopes immortal blow them by, as dust, That dims his sight, and shortens his survey, Which longs, in infinite, to lose all bound. Titles and honors (if they prove his fate,) He lays aside, to find his dignity : No dignity they find in aught...
Страница xi - Night Thoughts" he has exhibited a very wide display of original poetry, variegated with deep reflections and striking allusions, a wilderness of thought, in which the fertility of fancy scatters flowers of every hue and of every odour. This is one of the few poems in which blank verse could not be changed for rhyme but with disadvantage.
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?
Страница 296 - Loud ./Etnas fulminate in love to man ; Comets good omens are, when duly scann'd ; And, in their use, eclipses learn to shine. Man is responsible for ills receiv'd ; Those we call wretched are a chosen band, Compell'd to refuge in the right, for peace.
Страница 264 - With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.