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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... ev'ry bolt was hurl'd , Thou saw'st the boundless ruins of the world . When guilty Sodom felt the burning rain , And sulphur fell on the devoted plain , The Patriarch thus the fiery tempest past , With pious horror view'd the desart ...
... ev'ry bolt was hurl'd , Thou saw'st the boundless ruins of the world . When guilty Sodom felt the burning rain , And sulphur fell on the devoted plain , The Patriarch thus the fiery tempest past , With pious horror view'd the desart ...
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... ev'ry breeze . O ye blest scenes of permanent delight ! Full above measure ! lasting beyond bound ! A perpetuity of bliss is bliss . Could you , so rich in rapture , fear an end , That ghastly thought would drink up all your joy , And ...
... ev'ry breeze . O ye blest scenes of permanent delight ! Full above measure ! lasting beyond bound ! A perpetuity of bliss is bliss . Could you , so rich in rapture , fear an end , That ghastly thought would drink up all your joy , And ...
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... ev'ry vary'd posture , place , and hour , How widow'd ev'ry thought of ev'ry joy ! Thought , busy thought , too busy for my peace ! Through the dark postern of time long elaps ' Led softly , by the stillness of the night , NIGHT I. 11.
... ev'ry vary'd posture , place , and hour , How widow'd ev'ry thought of ev'ry joy ! Thought , busy thought , too busy for my peace ! Through the dark postern of time long elaps ' Led softly , by the stillness of the night , NIGHT I. 11.
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... ev'ry pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single man ? are angels all beside ? I mourn for millions : ' tis the common lot : In this shape or in ...
... ev'ry pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single man ? are angels all beside ? I mourn for millions : ' tis the common lot : In this shape or in ...
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... ev'ry stage . When young , indeed , In full content we sometimes nobly rest , Unanxious for ourselves , and only wish , As duteous sons , our fathers were more wise . At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty , and ...
... ev'ry stage . When young , indeed , In full content we sometimes nobly rest , Unanxious for ourselves , and only wish , As duteous sons , our fathers were more wise . At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty , and ...
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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...