The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Том 4

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D. Browne, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, J. Rivington, S. Crowder and Company, C. Corbett, J. Jackson, R. and J. Dodsley, and J. Richardson., 1762

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Страница 76 - Man's rich restorative ; his balmy bath, That supples, lubricates, and keeps in play The various movements of this nice machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tir'd with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, Or Death quite breaks the spring, and motion ends.
Страница 52 - Who bid brute matter's restive lump assume Such various forms, and gave it wings to fly ? Has matter innate motion ! Then each atom, Asserting its indisputable right To dance, would form an universe of dust.
Страница 10 - Man, starting from his couch, shall sleep no more ! The day is broke, which never more shall close ! Above, around, beneath, amazement all! Terror and glory join'd in their extremes ! Our GOD in grandeur, and our world on fire...
Страница 83 - Thy patron he, whose diadem has dropp'd Yon gems of heaven ; eternity, thy prize : And leave the racers of the world their own, Their feather, and their froth, for endless toils : They part with all for that which is not bread ; They mortify, they starve, on wealth, fame, power ; And laugh to scorn the fools that aim at more.
Страница 52 - I'm still quite out at sea; nor see the shore. Whence earth, and these bright orbs? — eternal too?
Страница 11 - Heaven opens in their bosoms : but how rare, Ah me ! that magnanimity, how rare ! What hero, like the man who stands himself; Who dares to meet his naked heart alone ; Who hears, intrepid, the full charge it brings, Resolv'd to silence future murmurs there ? The coward flies- and, flying, is undone. (Art thou a coward ? no :) the coward flies ; Thinks, but thinks slightly ; asks, but fears to know : Asks
Страница 55 - Condemn me not, cold critic ! but indulge The warm imagination : why condemn ? Why not indulge such thoughts, as swell our hearts With fuller admiration of that Power, Who gives our hearts with such high thoughts to swell ? Why not indulge in His augmented praise ? Darts not His glory a still brighter ray, The less is left to Chaos, and the realms Of hideous Night...
Страница 10 - From tenfold darkness ; sudden as the spark From smitten steel; from nitrous grain, the blaze. Man, starting from his couch, shall sleep no more ! The day is broke, which never more shall close...
Страница 28 - 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 16 - Heaven gives us friends to bless the present scene ; Resumes them, to prepare us for the next. All evils natural are moral goods ; All discipline, indulgence, on the whole.

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