Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ImmortalityA. S. Barnes, 1856 - 516 страница |
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... cause of the quarrel between the father and son was this : -the latter insisted that the housekeeper should be turned away , as in his judgment she had acquired an undue influence over his aged father , and was saucy to himself . The ...
... cause of the quarrel between the father and son was this : -the latter insisted that the housekeeper should be turned away , as in his judgment she had acquired an undue influence over his aged father , and was saucy to himself . The ...
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... caused him in his solitary walks to select the church - yard in preference to a more cheering scene : and also to prefer a solitary to a social ramble . While he excelled in conversa- tion and occasionally indulged in mirth and lively ...
... caused him in his solitary walks to select the church - yard in preference to a more cheering scene : and also to prefer a solitary to a social ramble . While he excelled in conversa- tion and occasionally indulged in mirth and lively ...
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... causing him to chasten his mind and heart before the doctrines of the Cross The " Night Thoughts " are of a very different order of compositior from the satires , being entirely free from the taint of grossness and vulgarity which ...
... causing him to chasten his mind and heart before the doctrines of the Cross The " Night Thoughts " are of a very different order of compositior from the satires , being entirely free from the taint of grossness and vulgarity which ...
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... cause to sigh . THE MAP OF EARTH , A TRUE MAP OF MAN . A part how small of the terraqueous globe 285 Is tenanted by man ! the rest a waste , Rocks , deserts , frozen seas , and burning sands ! Wild haunts of monsters , poisons , stings ...
... cause to sigh . THE MAP OF EARTH , A TRUE MAP OF MAN . A part how small of the terraqueous globe 285 Is tenanted by man ! the rest a waste , Rocks , deserts , frozen seas , and burning sands ! Wild haunts of monsters , poisons , stings ...
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... CAUSE ALARM . Lorenzo , Fortune makes her court to thee : 306. Thy much indebted tear : The tear I have long owed thee . 321. To sting thee more , & c .: This passage suggests a somewhat similar remark of Cæsar , in his Commentaries ...
... CAUSE ALARM . Lorenzo , Fortune makes her court to thee : 306. Thy much indebted tear : The tear I have long owed thee . 321. To sting thee more , & c .: This passage suggests a somewhat similar remark of Cæsar , in his Commentaries ...
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admiration Æneid allusion ambition angels art thou beautiful beneath blest bliss charms Christian creation dæmons dark death Deity delight divine dread dust Earl of Litchfield earth EDWARD YOUNG Epicurus eternal ev'ry fame fancy fate feel fire flame folly fond fool future genius give glorious glory goddess gods grave grief guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human immortal indulge infidel life's light live Lorenzo Lucifer man's mankind mind MONTEITH'S moral Narcissa nature nature's ne'er Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Pagan pain Paradise Lost passion peace Philander pleasure poem poet pow'r praise pride proud reason rise Roman Mythology sacred satire says scene sense sigh skies smile song soul speaks sphere stars sublime taste thee theme thine things Thomas Brown throne tomb triumph truth virtue wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched Young
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Страница 95 - 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 330 - It shall never be inhabited, neither shall it be dwelt in from generation to generation: neither shall the Arabian pitch tent there; neither shall the shepherds make their fold there. But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Страница 429 - Archangel: but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate* pride Waiting revenge. Cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Страница 124 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Страница 378 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors
Страница 284 - THERE is a glorious city in the sea. The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible ; and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Страница 96 - At thirty, man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; us 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 77 - From different natures marvellously' mixt, Connexion exquisite of distant worlds*! Distinguished link in being's endless chain*! Midway from nothing' to the Deity*! A beam ethereal', sullied', and absorpt*! Though sullied*, and dishonour'd', 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*!
Страница 111 - The man who consecrates his hours By vigorous effort, and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of life and death : He walks with nature ; and her paths are peace.
Страница 165 - 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, even 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.