The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 51,2. стр.C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... o'er a lumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor liftening ear , an object finds ; Creation fleeps . " Tis as the general pulse Of life ftood ftill , and nature made a pause ; An awful paufe ...
... o'er a lumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor liftening ear , an object finds ; Creation fleeps . " Tis as the general pulse Of life ftood ftill , and nature made a pause ; An awful paufe ...
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... o'er life's narrow verge Look down - On what ? a fathomlefs abyfs ; A dread eternity ! how furely mine ! And can eternity belong to me , Poor penfioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How ...
... o'er life's narrow verge Look down - On what ? a fathomlefs abyfs ; A dread eternity ! how furely mine ! And can eternity belong to me , Poor penfioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How ...
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... o'er my limbs fleep's foft dominion spread , What though my foul fantastic measures trod O'er fairy fields ; or mourn'd along the gloom Of pathlefs woods ; or , down the craggy steep Hurl'd headlong , swam with pain the mantled pool ...
... o'er my limbs fleep's foft dominion spread , What though my foul fantastic measures trod O'er fairy fields ; or mourn'd along the gloom Of pathlefs woods ; or , down the craggy steep Hurl'd headlong , swam with pain the mantled pool ...
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... round and round In filken thought , which reptile Fancy spun , Till darken'd Reafon lay quite clouded o'er -160 With foft conceit of endless comfort here , Nor yet With 8 YOUNG'S POEMS . The future embryo, flumbering in his fire. ...
... round and round In filken thought , which reptile Fancy spun , Till darken'd Reafon lay quite clouded o'er -160 With foft conceit of endless comfort here , Nor yet With 8 YOUNG'S POEMS . The future embryo, flumbering in his fire. ...
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... o'er the pleasing past ; In queft of wretchedness pervefely ftrays ; And finds all defart now ; and meets the ghofts Of my departed joys ; a numerous train ! I rue the riches of my former fate ; Sweet comfort's blafted clufters I lament ...
... o'er the pleasing past ; In queft of wretchedness pervefely ftrays ; And finds all defart now ; and meets the ghofts Of my departed joys ; a numerous train ! I rue the riches of my former fate ; Sweet comfort's blafted clufters I lament ...
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æther againſt ambition angels art thou Becauſe bleft blifs bluſh boaſt breaſt caufe cauſe chimæra dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity deſpair divine Doft dread duft duſt earth endleſs eternal ev'n facred fame fate feen fenfe fhall fhines fhould figh fight fing fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal ftill fuch fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf hope hour human illuftrious juft laſt lefs life's loft Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Narciffa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſcheme ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtill ſtream ſtrike ſtrong thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne tomb truth virtue virtue's whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wretched
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