The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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الصفحة 13
... the queen's death , and his majesty's accession to the throne . It is inscribed to Addison , then secretary to the lords justices . Whatever were the obliga- tions which he had formerly received from Anne , the THE LIFE OF YOUNG . 13.
... the queen's death , and his majesty's accession to the throne . It is inscribed to Addison , then secretary to the lords justices . Whatever were the obliga- tions which he had formerly received from Anne , the THE LIFE OF YOUNG . 13.
الصفحة 40
... throne . This political poem might be called a Night Thought . Indeed it was originally printed as the conclusion of the Night Thoughts , ' though he did not gather it with his other works . 6 " Prefixed to the second edition of Howe's ...
... throne . This political poem might be called a Night Thought . Indeed it was originally printed as the conclusion of the Night Thoughts , ' though he did not gather it with his other works . 6 " Prefixed to the second edition of Howe's ...
الصفحة 55
... that her Merchants are Princes . ' Young says of Tyre in his ' Merchant , ' Her merchants Princes , and each deck a Throne . Let burlesque try to go beyond him . He has the trick of joining the turgid and familiar THE LIFE OF YOUNG . 55.
... that her Merchants are Princes . ' Young says of Tyre in his ' Merchant , ' Her merchants Princes , and each deck a Throne . Let burlesque try to go beyond him . He has the trick of joining the turgid and familiar THE LIFE OF YOUNG . 55.
الصفحة 62
... throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . Tis as the general pulse Of life ...
... throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . Tis as the general pulse Of life ...
الصفحة 66
... throne of God , What golden joys ambrosial clustering glow In His full beam , and ripen for the just , Where momentary ages are no more ! Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the flight of threescore ...
... throne of God , What golden joys ambrosial clustering glow In His full beam , and ripen for the just , Where momentary ages are no more ! Where Time , and Pain , and Chance , and Death expire ! And is it in the flight of threescore ...
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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.