Night ThoughtsC. Whittingham, 1798 - Всего страниц: 386 |
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... is not always most ornamental to do- mestic life : and " the prose of ordinary occurrences , " says CROFT , " is beneath the dignity of poets . " с scripts destroyed ; which may have been some loss to LIFE OF DR . YOUNG . 17.
... is not always most ornamental to do- mestic life : and " the prose of ordinary occurrences , " says CROFT , " is beneath the dignity of poets . " с scripts destroyed ; which may have been some loss to LIFE OF DR . YOUNG . 17.
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... beneath the moon , Here pinions all his wishes : Wing'd by Heav'n To fly at infinite ; and reach it there , Where seraphs gather immortality . 140 On Life's fair tree , fast by the throne of God , What golden joys ambrosial clust'ring ...
... beneath the moon , Here pinions all his wishes : Wing'd by Heav'n To fly at infinite ; and reach it there , Where seraphs gather immortality . 140 On Life's fair tree , fast by the throne of God , What golden joys ambrosial clust'ring ...
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... beneath . Here teems with revolutions ev'ry hour ; And rarely for the better ; or the best , More mortal than the common births of Fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep 190 Strikes ...
... beneath . Here teems with revolutions ev'ry hour ; And rarely for the better ; or the best , More mortal than the common births of Fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep 190 Strikes ...
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... beneath , we groan beneath an hour . 130 We cry for mercy to the next amusement ; The next amusement mortgages our fields ! Slight inconvenience ! Prisons hardly frown , From hateful Time if prisons set us free . Yet when Death kindly ...
... beneath , we groan beneath an hour . 130 We cry for mercy to the next amusement ; The next amusement mortgages our fields ! Slight inconvenience ! Prisons hardly frown , From hateful Time if prisons set us free . Yet when Death kindly ...
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... beneath the skies ; The skies , which watch him in his new abode , 210 Measuring his motions by revolving spheres ; That horologe machinery divine . Hours , days , and months , and years , his children play , Like num'rous wings ...
... beneath the skies ; The skies , which watch him in his new abode , 210 Measuring his motions by revolving spheres ; That horologe machinery divine . Hours , days , and months , and years , his children play , Like num'rous wings ...
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æther ambition angels archangels art thou awful beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless charms Christian creation dæmons dark Death deep Deity deny'd divine Dost dread dream dust earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fate flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief guilt happiness heart Heav'n High Holborn hope hour human illustrious infidels life's light Line live LORENZO Man's mankind midnight mighty mind mortal NARCISSA Nature Nature's ne'er night NIGHT THOUGHTS nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passions peace PHILANDER Pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud Reason rise sacred scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sov'reign sphere stars stings strange strike sublime thee theme thine thought throne tomb triumph truth Virtue Virtue's WINCHESTER COLLEGE wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
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Стр. 22 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; 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.
Стр. 28 - 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.
Стр. 22 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust?
Стр. 13 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Стр. 22 - 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*!
Стр. 16 - For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Стр. 59 - When in this vale of years I backward look, And miss such numbers, numbers too of such, Firmer in health, and greener in their age, And stricter on their guard, and fitter far To play life's subtle game, I scarce believe I still survive...
Стр. 22 - A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy!
Стр. 13 - Night Thoughts" he has exhibited a very wide display of original poetry, variegated with deep reflections and striking allusions, a wilderness of thought, in which the fertility of fancy scatters flowers of every hue and of every odour. This is one of the few poems in which blank verse could not be changed for rhyme but with disadvantage.
Стр. 22 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.