 | James Hervey - 1825 - 460 страница
...attentively, what is the present state, and what is likely to he the final condition of my soul, . My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd; and o'er life's narrow verge Look down-on what 1 A fathomlesa ahyte, A vast eternity ! My sins, at the same time, like an armed host,... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 страница
...departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down—on what ? A fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity ! how surely mine! And can eternity belong to... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1829 - 362 страница
...the precariousness of their tenure until it has altogether failed. Then, for a moment at least, Our hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down— On what ? — a fathomless abyss, A dark eternity,— how surely ours !—— The crowd of assembled gazers and idlers... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 страница
...hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood*. It is the signal that demands dispatch; How much is to be done? my hopes and fears, Start...o'er life's narrow verge Look down — On what? a fathomless abyss! A dread eternity I how surely mine.' And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 страница
...departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start...o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss. A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner... | |
 | John Whitecross - 1830 - 196 страница
...hours ; Where are they ? with the years beyond the flood : It is the siff uil that demands dispatch: How much is to be done! My hopes and fears Start up alann'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — On what ? a fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 страница
...hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. ' It is the signal that demands dispatch : cuted by WILLIAM JULIUS limself a poet of taste and alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what 1 A fathomless abyss. A dread eternity... | |
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 страница
...hours. 5 Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch, How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow Terge, Look down-on what ? A fathomless abyss ; 10 A dread eternity ! How surely mine ! And can eternity... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 страница
...hours\ Where are' they ? with the years beyond the flood'. It is the signal' that demands despatch' : How much' is to be done ! my hopes and fears Start up alarmed', and o'er life's narrow verge Look down' — On what' ? a fathomless abyss' ! A dread eternity'... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 страница
...departed hours; Where are they? with the years beyond the flood; It is the signal that demands despatch; How much is to be done! my hopes and .fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what? a fathomless abyss; A dread eternity !... | |
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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. 
