An Essay on Man

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Samuel R. Wells, 1867 - 53 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 21 - KNow then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great; With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god or beast ; In doubt his mind or body to prefer ; Born but to die, and reasoning but to err; Alike in ignorance, his reason such, Whether he thinks too little or too much...
الصفحة 9 - FATHER of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord ! Thou great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
الصفحة 15 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
الصفحة 12 - Awake, my St John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan: A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
الصفحة 33 - Nature that tyrant checks ; he only knows, And helps, another creature's wants and woes. Say, will the falcon, stooping from above, Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove? Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings? Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings? Man cares for all : to birds he gives his woods, To beasts his pastures, and to fish his floods ; For some his int'rest prompts him to provide, For more his pleasure, yet for more his pride : 60 All feed on one vain patron, and enjoy Th' extensive...
الصفحة 10 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
الصفحة 20 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name: Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point: This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heaven bestows on thee. Submit. — In this or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power, Or in the natal or the mortal hour.
الصفحة 18 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green : Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood ? The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line : In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
الصفحة 41 - Twin'd with the wreaths Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ; Where grows ? — where grows it not ? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
الصفحة 17 - Better for Us, perhaps, it might appear, Were there all harmony, all virtue here; That never air or ocean felt the wind; That never passion discompos'd the mind. But ALL subsists by elemental strife; And Passions are the elements of Life.

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