The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 51,2. стр.C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... smile ! heaven bled , that n.an Might never die ! And is devotion virtue ? ' Tis compell'd . What heart of stone but glows at thoughts like these ? 260 Such contemplations mount us ; and should mount The mind still higher ; nor ever ...
... smile ! heaven bled , that n.an Might never die ! And is devotion virtue ? ' Tis compell'd . What heart of stone but glows at thoughts like these ? 260 Such contemplations mount us ; and should mount The mind still higher ; nor ever ...
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... smile ? And shall not praise be thine , not human praise ? While heaven's higħ host on hallelujahs live ? O may I breathe no longer , than I breathe My foul in praife to Him , who gave my foul , And all her infinite of profpect fair ...
... smile ? And shall not praise be thine , not human praise ? While heaven's higħ host on hallelujahs live ? O may I breathe no longer , than I breathe My foul in praife to Him , who gave my foul , And all her infinite of profpect fair ...
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... smile ? Laughter a labour , and might break their rest . Ye quietists , in homage to the skies ! Serene ! of foft addrefs ! who mildly make An unobtrusive tender of your hearts , Abhorring violence ! who halt indeed ; 620 625 But , for ...
... smile ? Laughter a labour , and might break their rest . Ye quietists , in homage to the skies ! Serene ! of foft addrefs ! who mildly make An unobtrusive tender of your hearts , Abhorring violence ! who halt indeed ; 620 625 But , for ...
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... And thy dark pencil , midnight ! darker still In melancholy dipt , embrowns the whole . 75 Yet this , even this , my laughter - loving friends ! 80 Lorenzo ! Lorenzo and thy brothers of the smile ! If , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT V. 93.
... And thy dark pencil , midnight ! darker still In melancholy dipt , embrowns the whole . 75 Yet this , even this , my laughter - loving friends ! 80 Lorenzo ! Lorenzo and thy brothers of the smile ! If , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT V. 93.
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. Lorenzo and thy brothers of the smile ! If , what imports you most , can most engage , Shall fteal your ear , and chain you to my fong . Or if you fail me , know , the ... smile! ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. Lorenzo and thy brothers of the smile ! If , what imports you most , can most engage , Shall fteal your ear , and chain you to my fong . Or if you fail me , know , the ... smile! ...
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Страница 5 - 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 ? With the years beyond the flood.
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Страница 62 - Death's tremendous blow. 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 5 - The bell strikes One. 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 1 feel the solemn sound.
Страница 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Страница 52 - Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud, To damp our brainless ardours, and abate That glare of life which often blinds the wise. Our dying friends are pioneers, to smooth...
Страница 80 - Though yet unsung, as deem'd, perhaps, too bold ? Angels are men of a superior kind ; Angels are men in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains wing'd in flight ; And men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain, And slippery step, the bottom of the steep.