The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... pride , Sunk in the ocean of eternity ! It is whimsical that he , who was soon to bid adieu to rhyme , should fix upon a measure in which rhyme abounds even to satiety . Of this he said , in his 6 Essay on Lyric poetry , ' prefixed to ...
... pride , Sunk in the ocean of eternity ! It is whimsical that he , who was soon to bid adieu to rhyme , should fix upon a measure in which rhyme abounds even to satiety . Of this he said , in his 6 Essay on Lyric poetry , ' prefixed to ...
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... pride , which too often seeks for sounding names and titles , to be informed that the author of the ' Night Thoughts ' did not blush to leave a legacy to his friend Henry Stevens , a hatter at the Temple - gate . ' Of these two ...
... pride , which too often seeks for sounding names and titles , to be informed that the author of the ' Night Thoughts ' did not blush to leave a legacy to his friend Henry Stevens , a hatter at the Temple - gate . ' Of these two ...
الصفحة 55
... pride of Busiris is such as no other man can have , and the whole is too remote from known life to raise either grief , terror , or indignation . The Revenge ' approaches much nearer to human practices and manners , and therefore keeps ...
... pride of Busiris is such as no other man can have , and the whole is too remote from known life to raise either grief , terror , or indignation . The Revenge ' approaches much nearer to human practices and manners , and therefore keeps ...
الصفحة 71
... pride demands it from me : Let thy pride pardon what thy Nature needs , The salutary censure of a friend . Thou happy wretch ! by blindness thou art bless'd ; By dotage dandled to perpetual smiles . Know , smiler ! at thy peril art thou ...
... pride demands it from me : Let thy pride pardon what thy Nature needs , The salutary censure of a friend . Thou happy wretch ! by blindness thou art bless'd ; By dotage dandled to perpetual smiles . Know , smiler ! at thy peril art thou ...
الصفحة 73
... 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 applauds . ON LIFE , DEATH , AND IMMORTALITY . 73.
... 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 applauds . ON LIFE , DEATH , AND IMMORTALITY . 73.
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ambition angels Anne Wharton art thou beam beneath bids bleeds bless'd bliss blood divine boundless Busiris call'd dark dead death Deity divine Dorset Downs dread dreams Duke of Wharton dust e'en earth Edward Young endless eternal fair fame fate fear fire flame folly fond fool friendship future genius give glorious glory grave grief guilt happiness heart Heaven hope hour human illustrious infidel labour life's light live Lorenzo Lyric Poetry man's mankind mortal Muse Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er pain passions peace Philander Pindaric pleasure poem poet poetry praise pride proud Reason Reason sleeps rich rise sacred says scene sense shade shines sigh skies smile song soul immortal stars strange thee theme thine throne tomb triumph truth virtue Virtue's wanted wing wing wisdom wise wish wretched Young
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الصفحة 74 - And that through every 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 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.
الصفحة 63 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man...
الصفحة 87 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
الصفحة 137 - Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death, To break the shock blind nature cannot shun, And lands thought smoothly on the farther shore.
الصفحة 64 - 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.
الصفحة 66 - Here pinions all his wishes : wing'd by heaven To fly at infinite, and reach it there, Where seraphs gather immortality, On life's fair tree, fast by the throne of God.
الصفحة 65 - This is the desert, this the solitude : How populous, how vital, is the grave! This is creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom ; The land of apparitions, empty shades ! All, all on earth is shadow, all beyond Is substance ; the reverse is folly's creed?
الصفحة 11 - It tells her, that his only title to the great honour he now does himself is the obligation which he formerly received from her royal indulgence. 'Of this obligation nothing is now known, unless he alluded to her being his godmother. He is said indeed to have been engaged at a settled stipend as a writer for the court. In Swift's Rhapsody on Poetry...
الصفحة 66 - Where time, and pain, and chance, and death, expire! And is it in the flight of threescore years, To push eternity from human thought, «And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd, At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
الصفحة 61 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.