The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of the Author, Том 1Benjamin Johnson, Jacob Johnson, & Robert Johnson, 1805 |
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... dead , but I " the master is still living . Before the man died , " they were one day going to dig , and set some flow- ( 6 ers , & c . in this spot where she was buried . " man said to his master , ' Don't dig there ; for , so The many ...
... dead , but I " the master is still living . Before the man died , " they were one day going to dig , and set some flow- ( 6 ers , & c . in this spot where she was buried . " man said to his master , ' Don't dig there ; for , so The many ...
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... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the genʼral pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end . And let her prophecy be ...
... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the genʼral pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end . And let her prophecy be ...
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... dead . This is the desart , this the solitude : How populous , how vital is the grave ! This is Creation's melancholy vault , The vale funereal , the sad cypress gloom ; The land of apparitions , empty shades ! All , all on earth is ...
... dead . This is the desart , this the solitude : How populous , how vital is the grave ! This is Creation's melancholy vault , The vale funereal , the sad cypress gloom ; The land of apparitions , empty shades ! All , all on earth is ...
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... dead ! What numbers groan for sad admission there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high fed , Solicit the cold hand of Charity ? To shock us more , solicit it in vain ! Ye silken sons of Pleasure ! since in pains You rue more ...
... dead ! What numbers groan for sad admission there ! What numbers , once in Fortune's lap high fed , Solicit the cold hand of Charity ? To shock us more , solicit it in vain ! Ye silken sons of Pleasure ! since in pains You rue more ...
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... dead ! Thou poor pale piece Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long - labour'd prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ! ambition truly great , Of virtuous praise ...
... dead ! Thou poor pale piece Of outcast earth , in darkness ! what a change From yesterday ! Thy darling hope so near , ( Long - labour'd prize ! ) O how ambition flush'd Thy glowing cheek ! ambition truly great , Of virtuous praise ...
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ambition angels art thou awful beam beneath bids birth bleeds blest bliss blood divine burst call'd celestial charms christian dæmons darkness dead death Deity deny'd divine dread Duke of Wharton dust E'en earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal ev'ry fair fate fear fire flame flight folly fond fool gaze genius give glorious glory grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heaven hour human illustrious labour life's live Lorenzo man's mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er Night Thoughts numbers o'er pain passions peace Philander pour'd pow'r praise pride reason rich rise sacred scene seraphs shades shines sigh skies smile soft song soul immortal Stamp'd stars sting storm tears thee theme thine thou thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth virtue weep Winchester College wing wisdom wise wound wretched Ye stars YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY Young
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Стр. 22 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed 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. 28 - If nothing more than purpose in thy power, Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
Стр. 75 - 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.
Стр. 23 - All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel, and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise; At least their own their future selves applaud; How excellent that life they ne'er will lead! Time lodged in their own hands is Folly's vails; That lodged in Fate's to wisdom they consign; The thing they can't but purpose, they postpone.
Стр. 10 - From different natures marvellously' mixt, Connexion exquisite of distant worlds*! Distinguished link in being's endless chain*! Midway from nothing' to the Deity*! A beam ethereal', sullied', and absorpt*! Though sullied*, and dishonour'd', still divine*? Dim miniature' of greatness absolute*! 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. 7 - From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave.
Стр. 11 - Her ceaseless flight, though devious, speaks her nature Of subtler essence than the trodden clod; Active, aerial, towering, unconfined, Unfetter'd with her gross companion's fall. Even silent night proclaims my soul immortal: Even silent night proclaims eternal day. For human weal, Heaven husbands all events: Dull sleep instructs, nor sport vain dreams in vain.
Стр. 97 - Here is firm footing ; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides ; Sinks under us ; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Стр. 38 - Where shall I find Him ? Angels ! tell me where. You know him ; He is near you : point him out : Shall I see glories beaming from his brow ? Or trace his footsteps by the rising flowers...
Стр. 56 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young , And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay...