Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and ImmortalityF. and C. Rivington, 1802 - 361 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة viii
... look'd when from the garden driven , " And thus disputed orders sent from Heav'n : " Like him I go , but yet to go am loth : " Like him I go , for angels drove us both . " Hard was his fate , but mine still more unkind ; " His Eve went ...
... look'd when from the garden driven , " And thus disputed orders sent from Heav'n : " Like him I go , but yet to go am loth : " Like him I go , for angels drove us both . " Hard was his fate , but mine still more unkind ; " His Eve went ...
الصفحة 7
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... looks on me , on all : That pow'r , who bids This midnight centinel , with clarion shrill , Emblem of that which shall awake the dead , Rouse souls from slumber , into thoughts of Heav'n . Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ...
... looks on me , on all : That pow'r , who bids This midnight centinel , with clarion shrill , Emblem of that which shall awake the dead , Rouse souls from slumber , into thoughts of Heav'n . Shall I too weep ? Where then is fortitude ...
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... Here then , the riddle , mark'd above , unfolds ; Then time turns torment , when man turns a fool . We rave , we wrestle , with Great Nature's Plan ; Dadley sculp Frothard del . Imile : Whose yesterdays look 28 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
... Here then , the riddle , mark'd above , unfolds ; Then time turns torment , when man turns a fool . We rave , we wrestle , with Great Nature's Plan ; Dadley sculp Frothard del . Imile : Whose yesterdays look 28 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
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Edward Young. Dadley sculp Frothard del . Imile : Whose yesterdays look backward with a Vor like the Parthian wound him asthey fly ; London : Published Aug 26797 , by Vernor & Hood & the other Proprietors . Page 28 We thwart the Deity ; and ...
Edward Young. Dadley sculp Frothard del . Imile : Whose yesterdays look backward with a Vor like the Parthian wound him asthey fly ; London : Published Aug 26797 , by Vernor & Hood & the other Proprietors . Page 28 We thwart the Deity ; and ...
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Æther ambition angels art thou beam beneath bids blest bliss blood divine boast boundless call'd charms creation dæmons dark death deep DEITY delight deny'd divine Dost dread dust EARL OF LITCHFIELD earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair fate flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human illustrious life's light live LORENZO man's mankind midnight mind mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passion peace PHILANDER pleasure pow'r praise pride proud reason rise sacred scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars stings storm strange strike thee theme thine thought thro throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's Winchester College wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
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الصفحة 18 - 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.
الصفحة 19 - 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 12 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
الصفحة xi - In his Night Thoughts he has exhibited a very wide display of original poetry, variegated with deep reflections and striking allusions, a wilderness of thought, in which the fertility of fancy scatters flowers of every hue and of every odour. This is one of the few poems in which blank verse could not be changed for rhyme but with disadvantage.
الصفحة 8 - 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 ! О what a miracle to man is man.
الصفحة 6 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end.
الصفحة 18 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, 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 applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
الصفحة 9 - 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 72 - 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
الصفحة 264 - Some angel guide my pencil, while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed, A man on earth devoted to the skies ; Like ships at sea, while in, above the world. With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares, and tumults, of this life, (Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet) Excite his pity, not impair his peace.