Bell's Edition, Объемы 87-88J. Bell, 1796 |
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... eternal day . This daring author scorns , by vulgar ways Of guilty wit , to merit worthless praise . Full of her glorious theme , his tow'ring Muse , With gen'rous zeal , a nobler fame pursues : Religion's cause her ravish'd heart ...
... eternal day . This daring author scorns , by vulgar ways Of guilty wit , to merit worthless praise . Full of her glorious theme , his tow'ring Muse , With gen'rous zeal , a nobler fame pursues : Religion's cause her ravish'd heart ...
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... eternal day . 95 100 For human weal Heav'n husbands all events : 105 Dull sleep instructs , nor sport vain dreams in vain . Why then their loss deplore that are not lost ? Why wanders wretched Thought their tombs around In infidel ...
... eternal day . 95 100 For human weal Heav'n husbands all events : 105 Dull sleep instructs , nor sport vain dreams in vain . Why then their loss deplore that are not lost ? Why wanders wretched Thought their tombs around In infidel ...
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... Eternal sunshine in the storms of life ! How richly were my noontide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries of pictur'd joys ! Joy behind joy , in endless perspective ! Till at Death's toll , whose restless iron tongue Calls daily for ...
... Eternal sunshine in the storms of life ! How richly were my noontide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries of pictur'd joys ! Joy behind joy , in endless perspective ! Till at Death's toll , whose restless iron tongue Calls daily for ...
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... eternal schemes , 380 As we the Fatal Sisters could outspin , And , big with life's futurities , expire . Not ev'n Philander had bespoke his shroud , Nor had he cause ; a warning was deny'd . How many fall as sudden , not as safe ? 385 ...
... eternal schemes , 380 As we the Fatal Sisters could outspin , And , big with life's futurities , expire . Not ev'n Philander had bespoke his shroud , Nor had he cause ; a warning was deny'd . How many fall as sudden , not as safe ? 385 ...
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... Eternal war with wo : who bears it best Deserves it least --- On other themes I'll dwell , Lorenzo ! let me turn my thoughts on thee And thine ; on themes may profit ; profit there Where most thy need . Themes , too , the genuine growth ...
... Eternal war with wo : who bears it best Deserves it least --- On other themes I'll dwell , Lorenzo ! let me turn my thoughts on thee And thine ; on themes may profit ; profit there Where most thy need . Themes , too , the genuine growth ...
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æther ambition angels ardour art thou beneath bids bless'd bliss boast boundless bright call'd cann't charms Corduba creation dæmons daring song dark death Deity delight divine dost dread dust e'er earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fall fantastick fate fire flames flow'r fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heav'n hope hour illustrious immortal inspir'd learn'd life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mighty mind miracles mortal Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs ordain'd pain passion peace pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud reason rise scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul sphere stars strange strike sublime terrour thee theme thine thought thro throne tomb triumph truth Tusculum virtue Virtue's wake the world wing wisdom wise wonder wretched ye Stars
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Стр. 12 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Стр. 54 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For fortune fond had built her nest on high.
Стр. 12 - 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!
Стр. 48 - Life's grimace, that mistress of the scene! Here real and apparent are the same. You see the man, you see his hold on Heav'n, If sound his virtue, as Philander's sound. Heav'n waits not the last moment; owns her friends On this side death, and points them out to men ; A lecture silent, but of sovereign pow'r! To Vice confusion, and to Virtue peace.
Стр. 72 - The world's a stately bark, on dangerous seas With pleasure seen, but boarded at our peril : Here on a single plank, thrown safe ashore, I hear the tumult of the distant throng, As that of seas remote, or dying storms, And meditate on scenes more silent still, Pursue my theme, and fight the fear of death.
Стр. 68 - ... Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain : Were death denied, to live would not be life: Were death denied, e'en fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign! Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies, Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. Death gives us more than was in Eden lost! This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
Стр. 12 - Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! A beam ethereal, sullied and absorpt! Though sullied and dishonored, 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. 16 - 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 quite unparadise the realms of light.
Стр. 154 - They fail to find what they so plainly see ; Thus men, in shining riches, see the face Of happiness, nor know it is a shade ; But gaze, and touch, and peep, and peep again, And wish, and wonder it is absent still.
Стр. 22 - For ever on the brink of being born : 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...