The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Том 2J. Cundee, 1802 |
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... peace , Has wrought my mind to this , I cannot tell ; But horrors now are not displeasing to me ; I like this rocking of the battlements . Rage on , ye winds ; burst , clouds , and waters roar ! You bear a just resemblance of my fortune ...
... peace , Has wrought my mind to this , I cannot tell ; But horrors now are not displeasing to me ; I like this rocking of the battlements . Rage on , ye winds ; burst , clouds , and waters roar ! You bear a just resemblance of my fortune ...
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... peace ? I have turn'd o'er the catalogue of woes , Which sting the heart of man , and find none equal : It is the Hydra of calamities ; The seven - fold death : The jealous are the damn'd O jealousy , each other passion's calm To thee ...
... peace ? I have turn'd o'er the catalogue of woes , Which sting the heart of man , and find none equal : It is the Hydra of calamities ; The seven - fold death : The jealous are the damn'd O jealousy , each other passion's calm To thee ...
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... peace . Which is the way ? CARLOS . ZANGA . His happiness is yours : I dare not disbelieve you . CARLOS . Kill my friend ! Or worse ! Alas ! and can there be a worse ? A worse there is ! nor can my nature bear it . ZANGA . You have ...
... peace . Which is the way ? CARLOS . ZANGA . His happiness is yours : I dare not disbelieve you . CARLOS . Kill my friend ! Or worse ! Alas ! and can there be a worse ? A worse there is ! nor can my nature bear it . ZANGA . You have ...
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... peace . CARLOS . Pardon for him who , but this morning , threw Fair Leonora from his heart , all bath'd in ceaseless tears , and blushing with her love ? Who , like a rose leaf , wet with morning dew , Would have stuck close , and clung ...
... peace . CARLOS . Pardon for him who , but this morning , threw Fair Leonora from his heart , all bath'd in ceaseless tears , and blushing with her love ? Who , like a rose leaf , wet with morning dew , Would have stuck close , and clung ...
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... whose sake is it , think you , I conceal it ? Wherefore this rage ? Because I seek your peace ? I have no interest in suppressing it , VOL . II . E But what good - natur'd tenderness for you Obliges me A TRAGEDY . 49.
... whose sake is it , think you , I conceal it ? Wherefore this rage ? Because I seek your peace ? I have no interest in suppressing it , VOL . II . E But what good - natur'd tenderness for you Obliges me A TRAGEDY . 49.
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ALONZO Alvarez ambition angels ANTIGONUS art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood blood divine bosom brother call'd crime CURTIUS dæmons dare dark dead death DEMETRIUS deny'd despair divine Don Carlos dost dreadful dust DYMAS earth empire ERIXENE eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal ISABELLA KING LEONORA life's lord LORENZO mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace PERICLES PERSEUS Philip POSTHUMIUS pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome scene shew sigh skies smile song soul speak stab sting strike tears thee theme thine thou thought Thrace Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph Twas vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched ZANGA
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Стр. 214 - 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.
Стр. 232 - 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. Their answers form what men Experience call ; If Wisdom's friend, her best ; -if not, worst foe.
Стр. 203 - 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, how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man...
Стр. 215 - Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool, And scarce in human wisdom to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage. When young, indeed...
Стр. 206 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Стр. 202 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Стр. 354 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits, away: Then melts into the spring : soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades ; As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend. Emblems of man, who passes, not expires. With this minute distinction, emblems just, Nature revolves, but man advances ; both Eternal ; that a circle, this a line. That gravitates, this soars. Th' aspiring soul, Ardent, and tremulous,...
Стр. 255 - Smitten friends Are angels sent on errands full of love ; For us they languish, and for us they die...
Стр. 351 - Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor ; Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Poor is the man in debt ; the man of gold, In debt to fortune, trembles at her power.
Стр. 205 - Life's theatre as yet is shut, and Death, Strong Death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.