The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Том 3D. 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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... dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of TIME , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of death inspires , As rumour'd robberies endear our gold ? O Time ! than gold more facred ; more a load Than lead , to ...
... dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of TIME , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of death inspires , As rumour'd robberies endear our gold ? O Time ! than gold more facred ; more a load Than lead , to ...
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... , ( O how omnipotent is time ! ) decrees ; Should not each warning give a strong alarm ? Warning , far less than that of bosom torn From From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should 34 Night 2 . The COMPLAINT .
... , ( O how omnipotent is time ! ) decrees ; Should not each warning give a strong alarm ? Warning , far less than that of bosom torn From From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should 34 Night 2 . The COMPLAINT .
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In Four Volumes Edward Young. From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should not each dial strike us as we pass , Portentous , as the written wall , which struck , O'er midnight bowls , the proud Affyrian pale , Ere - while high ...
In Four Volumes Edward Young. From bofom , bleeding o'er the facred dead ! Should not each dial strike us as we pass , Portentous , as the written wall , which struck , O'er midnight bowls , the proud Affyrian pale , Ere - while high ...
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... ; While nature melted , fuperftition rav'd ; That mourn'd the dead ; and this deny'd a grave . Their fighs incenft ; fighs foreign to the will ! Their 52 Night 3 . The COMPLAINT . Why not smile at him too? You share indeed ...
... ; While nature melted , fuperftition rav'd ; That mourn'd the dead ; and this deny'd a grave . Their fighs incenft ; fighs foreign to the will ! Their 52 Night 3 . The COMPLAINT . Why not smile at him too? You share indeed ...
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... dead ? The dead how facred ! Sacred is the duft Of this heav'n - labour'd form , erect , divine ! D 3 This This heav'n affum'd majeftic robe of earth , He deign'd NARCISSA . 53.
... dead ? The dead how facred ! Sacred is the duft Of this heav'n - labour'd form , erect , divine ! D 3 This This heav'n affum'd majeftic robe of earth , He deign'd NARCISSA . 53.
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againſt ambition angels art thou Becauſe beneath bleffings bleft blifs caufe cauſe chimæras dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine Doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal Ev'n ev'ry facred fafe fame fate fcene feen fenfe fhades fhall fhines fhould figh fight fing fink fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal ftill ftorm ftrange ftrike fuch fupreme fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heav'n himſelf hope hour human illuftrious infidel itſelf juft lefs life's loft LORENZO man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſenſe ſhall ſkies ſpeaks ſphere ſtill thee thefe theme theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro throne tomb truth virtue virtue's whofe wife wiſdom wiſh worfe wretched
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