The Complaint, Or, Night ThoughtsJ. Sharpe, 1817 - 324 من الصفحات |
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adore æther ambition angels art thou beam beneath bids bless'd bliss blood divine boast boundless charms chimæra creation dæmons dark death deep DEITY divine Dost DRAWN BY RICHARD dread dust Earl of Litchfield earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal fate fire flame fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief guilt happiness heart heaven hope hour human illustrious indulge infidels JOHN SHARPE life's light live LORENZO man's mankind MARCH 15 midnight mind mismeasured mortal NARCISSA nature nature's ne'er night NIGHT THOUGHTS nought numbers o'er Omnipotence pain passion peace PICCADILLY pleasure praise pride proud reason RICHARD WESTALL rise sacred scene sense shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars strange thee theme thine thought throne thy disease tomb triumph truth virtue virtue's wing wisdom wise wonder wretched
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الصفحة 34 - Teaching, we learn ; and giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot. Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine ; Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
الصفحة 38 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileged beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
الصفحة 36 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
الصفحة 47 - Denied his wonted succour; nor with more Regret beheld her drooping than the bells Of lilies; fairest lilies, not so fair! '~ Queen lilies ! and ye painted populace ! Who dwell in fields, and lead ambrosial lives!
الصفحة 291 - Retire; — the world shut out: — thy thoughts call home;— Imagination's airy wing repress, — Lock up thy senses; — let no passion stir; — Wake all to reason; — let her reign alone...
الصفحة 278 - The soul of man was made to walk the skies ; Delightful outlet of her prison here ! There, disencumber'd from her chains, the ties Of toys terrestrial, she can rove at large, There, freely can respire, dilate, extend, In full proportion let loose all her powers ; And, undeluded, grasp at something great.
الصفحة 146 - 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.
الصفحة 29 - Where shall I find him? angels, tell me where. You know him ; he is near you ; point him out. Shall I see glories beaming from his brow, Or trace his footsteps by the rising flowers?
الصفحة 246 - There ruminates awhile, his labour lost ; Then cheers his heart with what his fate affords, And chants his sonnet to deceive the time, Till the due season calls him to repose : Thus I...
الصفحة 21 - Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor ; Part with it as with money, sparing; pay No moment, but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask death-beds; they can tell. Part with it as with life, reluctant; big With holy hope of nobler time to come; Time higher aim'd, still nearer the great mark Of men and angels ; virtue more divine.