Bell's Edition, Объемы 87-88J. Bell, 1796 |
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... Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful , is man ! How passing wonder he who made him such ! Who center'd in our make such strange extrenies From diff ...
... Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful , is man ! How passing wonder he who made him such ! Who center'd in our make such strange extrenies From diff ...
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... poor , pale piece 350 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 . Death's ...
... poor , pale piece 350 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 . Death's ...
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... poor dilatory man , And that thro ' ev'ry stage . When young , indeed , In full content we sometimes nobly rest , Unanxious for ourselves , and only wish , 410 415 4 : 0 As duteous sons , our fathers were more wise . At thirty man ...
... poor dilatory man , And that thro ' ev'ry stage . When young , indeed , In full content we sometimes nobly rest , Unanxious for ourselves , and only wish , 410 415 4 : 0 As duteous sons , our fathers were more wise . At thirty man ...
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... poor ; Part with it as with money , sparing ; pay No moment , but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask deathbeds ; they can tell . Part with it as with life , reluctant ; big With holy hope of nobler time to come ; 50 Time ...
... poor ; Part with it as with money , sparing ; pay No moment , but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask deathbeds ; they can tell . Part with it as with life , reluctant ; big With holy hope of nobler time to come ; 50 Time ...
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... poor as proud , by converse unsustain'd . Rude thought runs wild in Contemplation's field ; Converse , the menage , breaks it to the bit Of due restraint ; and Emulation's spur Gives graceful energy , by rivals aw'd . 486 491 ' Tis ...
... poor as proud , by converse unsustain'd . Rude thought runs wild in Contemplation's field ; Converse , the menage , breaks it to the bit Of due restraint ; and Emulation's spur Gives graceful energy , by rivals aw'd . 486 491 ' Tis ...
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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...