The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: To which is Added, a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of Job..A. Millar, ... and R. and J. Dodsley, 1756 - Всего страниц: 418 |
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... those we love , we drop it in their Grave . Can I forget PHILANDER ? That were strange ! O my full Heart ! -- But fhould I give it Vent , The longest Night , tho ' longer far , would fail , And the Lark liften to my Midnight Song ...
... those we love , we drop it in their Grave . Can I forget PHILANDER ? That were strange ! O my full Heart ! -- But fhould I give it Vent , The longest Night , tho ' longer far , would fail , And the Lark liften to my Midnight Song ...
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... those Blanks , and Trifles , but from Thee ? No Blank , no Trifle , Nature made , or meant . Virtue , or purpos'd Virtue , ftill be Thine ; This cancels thy Complaint at once ; This leaves In A no Trifle , and no Blank in Time ; This ...
... those Blanks , and Trifles , but from Thee ? No Blank , no Trifle , Nature made , or meant . Virtue , or purpos'd Virtue , ftill be Thine ; This cancels thy Complaint at once ; This leaves In A no Trifle , and no Blank in Time ; This ...
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... those tender Strings of Life ; Which , pluckt a little more , will toll the Bell , That calls my few Friends to my Funeral ; Where feeble Nature drops , perhaps , a Tear , While Reafon and Religion , better taught , Congratulate the ...
... those tender Strings of Life ; Which , pluckt a little more , will toll the Bell , That calls my few Friends to my Funeral ; Where feeble Nature drops , perhaps , a Tear , While Reafon and Religion , better taught , Congratulate the ...
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... those conscious Stars thy Throne around , Praise ever - pouring , and imbibing Blifs ; And ask their Strain ; They want it , more they want , Poor their Abundance , humble their Sublime , Languid their Energy , their Ardor cold ...
... those conscious Stars thy Throne around , Praise ever - pouring , and imbibing Blifs ; And ask their Strain ; They want it , more they want , Poor their Abundance , humble their Sublime , Languid their Energy , their Ardor cold ...
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... Those boasted Friends to Reason , and to Man , Whofe fatal Love ftabs ev'ry Joy , and leaves Death's Terror heighten'd gnawing on his Heart . These pompous Sons of Reafon idoliz'd , And vilify'd at once ; of Reafon dead , Then deify'd ...
... Those boasted Friends to Reason , and to Man , Whofe fatal Love ftabs ev'ry Joy , and leaves Death's Terror heighten'd gnawing on his Heart . These pompous Sons of Reafon idoliz'd , And vilify'd at once ; of Reafon dead , Then deify'd ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffing bleft Blifs Bliſs Bofom Book of Job boundleſs Breaſt Caufe Cauſe Chimæras dark Darkneſs Death defcend DEITY diftant divine Doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity Ev'n ev'ry facred fafe Fame Fate feen fhall fhines fhould fink firſt fleeps fmile foft fome Fool foon Friend ftill fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n himſelf Hour human illuftrious Immortal juft lefs Life's loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muſt Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffions paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent Pride proud Reafon Reft rife Scene Senfe Senſe ſhall Skies Song Soul ſpeak Stars ſtill ſtrange ſtrikes thee Thefe Theme themſelves theſe Thine thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth vaft Virtue whofe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh World wretched
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Стр. 3 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they? With the years beyond the flood.
Стр. 18 - Strikes thro' their wounded hearts the sudden dread; But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close ; where past the shaft, no trace is found. As from the wing no scar the sky retains ; The parted wave no furrow from the keel; So dies in human hearts the thought of death.
Стр. 64 - What is this life ? How few their fav'rite know ! Fond in the dark, and blind in our embrace, By passionately loving life, we make Lov'd life unlovely; hugging her to death. We give to Time Eternity's regard; And, dreaming, take our passage for our port. Life has no value as an end, but means; An end deplorable ! a means divine ! When 'tis our all, 'tis nothing ; worse than...
Стр. 91 - Religion's All. Descending from the skies To wretched man, the goddess in her left Holds out this world, and, in her right, the next...
Стр. 93 - ... ?—Thou, my all! My theme, my inspiration, and my crown ! My strength in age ! my rise in low estate ! My soul's ambition, pleasure, wealth !—my world ! My light in darkness! and my life in death ! My boast through time!
Стр. 101 - Till one calls him, who varies not his call, " But holds him fast, in chains of darkness bound, " Till nature dies, and judgment sets him free; " A freedom far less welcome than his chain...
Стр. 41 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Стр. 51 - 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!
Стр. 71 - 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. 100 - Talk they of morals? O thou bleeding Love! Thou Maker of new morals to mankind! The grand morality is love of Thee.