The Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward YoungC.W.S. & H. Spear, 1811 |
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... smiles , That little engin'ry , more mischievous Than fleets and armies , and the cannon's murder , Teach me to look a lie ; give me your maze Of gloomy thought , and intricate design , To catch the man I hate , and then devour . My ...
... smiles , That little engin'ry , more mischievous Than fleets and armies , and the cannon's murder , Teach me to look a lie ; give me your maze Of gloomy thought , and intricate design , To catch the man I hate , and then devour . My ...
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... smile in vanities , and hug a shadow ; Nor have I wisdom to elaborate An artificial happiness from pains : Ev'n joys are pains , because they cannot last . Yet much is talk'd of bliss ; it is the art Of such as have the world in their ...
... smile in vanities , and hug a shadow ; Nor have I wisdom to elaborate An artificial happiness from pains : Ev'n joys are pains , because they cannot last . Yet much is talk'd of bliss ; it is the art Of such as have the world in their ...
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... smile , when all its shafts are in me . Yet Leonora - She can make time long ; Its nature alter , as she alter'd mine : While in the lustre of her charms I lay , Whole summer suns roll'd unperceiv'd away ; I years for days , and days ...
... smile , when all its shafts are in me . Yet Leonora - She can make time long ; Its nature alter , as she alter'd mine : While in the lustre of her charms I lay , Whole summer suns roll'd unperceiv'd away ; I years for days , and days ...
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... smiles . Alonzo . And canst thou , canst thou part with Leonora ? Carlos . I do not part with her ; I give her thee . Alonzo . O Carlos ! Carlos . Don't distrust me ; I'm sincere ; Nor is it more than simple justice in me : A TRAGEDY . 31.
... smiles . Alonzo . And canst thou , canst thou part with Leonora ? Carlos . I do not part with her ; I give her thee . Alonzo . O Carlos ! Carlos . Don't distrust me ; I'm sincere ; Nor is it more than simple justice in me : A TRAGEDY . 31.
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... smile , that which now Sits on thy cheek ; enjoy it whilst thou may'st ; Anguish , and groans , and death , bespeak to - morrow . My Isabella ! Isabella . What commands my Moor ? Zanga . My fair ally ! my lovely minister ! ' Twas well ...
... smile , that which now Sits on thy cheek ; enjoy it whilst thou may'st ; Anguish , and groans , and death , bespeak to - morrow . My Isabella ! Isabella . What commands my Moor ? Zanga . My fair ally ! my lovely minister ! ' Twas well ...
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Alonzo Alvarez ambition angels Antigonus art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood Blood divine bosom brother call'd crime crown Curtius dæmon dare dark dead death Demetrius deny'd divine Don Carlos dreadful dust Dymas earth empire Erixine eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool forever gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal Isabella King Leonora life's lord LORENZO Macedon mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace Pericles Perseus Philip Posthumius pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome sacred scene shew sigh sight skies smile song soul speak sting strike tears thee theme thine thought Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth Twas Twill vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched Zanga
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Страница 162 - 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 215 - Oh, the burst gates, crush'd sting, demolish'd throne, Last gasp of vanquish'd Death! Shout earth and heaven, This sum of good to man, whose nature then Took wing, and mounted with him from the tomb ! Then, then, I rose ; then first humanity Triumphant past the crystal ports of light, (Stupendous guest!) and seiz'd eternal youth, Seiz'd in our name.
Страница 161 - 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 210 - Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust
Страница 157 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Страница 180 - Teaching, we learn ; and, giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine ; Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
Страница 184 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
Страница 157 - Led softly, by the stillness of the night, Led like a murderer, (and such it proves !) Strays (wretched rover !) o'er the pleasing past ; In quest of wretchedness perversely strays ; And finds all desert now; and meets the ghosts Of my departed joys...
Страница 208 - To lucky life) some perquisites of joy; A time there is, when, like a thrice-told tale, Long-rifled life of sweet can yield no more...
Страница 216 - midst the thunders of his throne! Nor I alone! a rebel universe! My species up in arms! not one exempt! Yet for the foulest of the foul he dies, Most joy'd for the redeem'd from deepest guilt! As if our race were held of highest rank, And Godhead dearer as more kind to man !