The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Том 2F. and C. Rivington, 1802 |
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... fool ! Then hear me , and be plung'd In hell's abyss , if ever it escape thee , To strike thee with astonishment at once , I hate Alonzo . First recover that , And then thou shalt hear farther . ISABELLA . Hate Alonzo ! I own , I ...
... fool ! Then hear me , and be plung'd In hell's abyss , if ever it escape thee , To strike thee with astonishment at once , I hate Alonzo . First recover that , And then thou shalt hear farther . ISABELLA . Hate Alonzo ! I own , I ...
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... fools to save their credit , Which brought another language into use . Don Carlos is of antient , noble blood ; And then his wealth might mend a prince's fortune : For him the sun is labouring in the mines , A faithful slave , and ...
... fools to save their credit , Which brought another language into use . Don Carlos is of antient , noble blood ; And then his wealth might mend a prince's fortune : For him the sun is labouring in the mines , A faithful slave , and ...
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... fool enough , To smile in vanities , and hug a shadow ; Nor have I wisdom to elaborate An artificial happiness from ... fools may envy ; For envy to small minds is flattery . How many lift the head , look gay and smile , Against their ...
... fool enough , To smile in vanities , and hug a shadow ; Nor have I wisdom to elaborate An artificial happiness from ... fools may envy ; For envy to small minds is flattery . How many lift the head , look gay and smile , Against their ...
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... fool was sated with her beauties , ZANGA . What says my lord ? Did Leonora then Never before disclose her passion for you ? Never . ALONZO . ZANGA . Throughout the whole three years ? ALONZO . O never ! never ! - Why Zanga , should'st ...
... fool was sated with her beauties , ZANGA . What says my lord ? Did Leonora then Never before disclose her passion for you ? Never . ALONZO . ZANGA . Throughout the whole three years ? ALONZO . O never ! never ! - Why Zanga , should'st ...
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... Fool that I was , to trust you with the secret ; And you unkind , to break your word with me . O passion for a woman ! On the ground ? Where is your boasted courage ? Where your scorn , And prudent rage , that was to cure your grief ...
... Fool that I was , to trust you with the secret ; And you unkind , to break your word with me . O passion for a woman ! On the ground ? Where is your boasted courage ? Where your scorn , And prudent rage , that was to cure your grief ...
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ALONZO Alvarez ambition angels ANTIGONUS art thou beneath bleeds blest bliss blood blood divine bosom brother call'd crime dæmon dare darkness dead death DEMETRIUS deny'd despair divine Don Carlos dreadful dust DYMAS earth empire ERIXENE eternal Ev'n ev'ry Exit fair fate father fear flame fond fool gaze give glory gods good-natur'd grave grief groan guilt happiness hast hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal ISABELLA KING LEONORA life's lord LORENZO Macedon mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night numbers o'er pain pangs passion peace PERICLES PERSEUS Philip POSTHUMIUS pow'r praise pride rage reason rise Rome sacred scene shew sigh skies smile song soul speak strike tears thee theme thine thought Thrace Thracian thro throne tomb tremble triumph truth Twas Twill vengeance virtue weep wing wisdom wise wounds wretched ZANGA
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Стр. 223 - 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 reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Стр. 222 - tis madness to defer; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd 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. 238 - Whose work is done ; who triumphs in the past ; Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile ; Nor, like the Parthian, wound him as they fly ; That common, but opprobrious lot ! past hours, If not by guilt, yet wound us by their flight, If folly bounds our prospect by the grave...
Стр. 218 - Want, and incurable disease, (fell pair!) On hopeless multitudes remorseless seize At once, and make a refuge of the grave. How groaning hospitals eject their 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 modish visits, visit here, And breathe from your debauch: give, and reduce Surfeit's dominion o'er you. But so great...
Стр. 211 - How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity, how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man...
Стр. 366 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits, away: Then melts into the spring : soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades ; As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend. Emblems of man, who passes, not expires. With this minute distinction, emblems just, Nature revolves, but man advances ; both Eternal ; that a circle, this a line. That gravitates, this soars. Th' aspiring soul, Ardent, and tremulous,...
Стр. 286 - Oh tell me, mighty mind ! Where art thou ? Shall I dive into the deep ? Call to the sun, or ask the roaring winds, For their creator ? Shall I question loud The thunder, if in that th...
Стр. 276 - Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies," And " Dust to dust
Стр. 217 - Nor yet put forth her wings to reach the skies! Night visions may befriend (as sung above): Our waking dreams are fatal. How I dreamt Of things impossible! (could sleep do more?) Of joys perpetual in perpetual change! Of stable pleasures on the tossing wave! Eternal sunshine in the storms of life!
Стр. 93 - If cold white mortals censure this great deed, Warn them, they judge not of superior beings, Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom Revenge is virtue.