Poems, Moral, Elegant and Pathetic: Vis. Essay on ManE. Newbery, 1796 - 220 من الصفحات |
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... fall , Atoms or fyftems into ruin hurl'd , And now a bubble burft , and now a world . Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions foar ; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore . What future blifs he gives not thee to know , But ...
... fall , Atoms or fyftems into ruin hurl'd , And now a bubble burft , and now a world . Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions foar ; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore . What future blifs he gives not thee to know , But ...
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... fall . Let earth unbalanc'd from her orbit fly , Planets and funs run lawless thro ' the sky ; Let ruling angels from their spheres be hurl'd , Being on being wreck'd , and world on world ; Heav'n's whole foundations to their centre nod ...
... fall . Let earth unbalanc'd from her orbit fly , Planets and funs run lawless thro ' the sky ; Let ruling angels from their spheres be hurl'd , Being on being wreck'd , and world on world ; Heav'n's whole foundations to their centre nod ...
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... of thought and paffion , all confus'd ; Still by himself abus'd , or difabus'd ; Created half to rife , and half to fall ; Great lord of all things , yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth , in endless error hurl'd : C 2 ESSAY ON MAN . 19.
... of thought and paffion , all confus'd ; Still by himself abus'd , or difabus'd ; Created half to rife , and half to fall ; Great lord of all things , yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth , in endless error hurl'd : C 2 ESSAY ON MAN . 19.
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... And oft fo mix , the diff'rence is too nice Where ends the virtue , or begins the vice . Fools ! who from hence into the notion fall , That vice or virtue there is none at all . If white and black , foften , and unite A ESSAY ON MAN . 29.
... And oft fo mix , the diff'rence is too nice Where ends the virtue , or begins the vice . Fools ! who from hence into the notion fall , That vice or virtue there is none at all . If white and black , foften , and unite A ESSAY ON MAN . 29.
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... fall , Who thinks all made for one , not one for all . Grant that the pow'rful still the weak controul : Be Man the wit and tyrant of the whole : Nature that tyrant checks : he only knows , And helps , another creature's wants and woes ...
... fall , Who thinks all made for one , not one for all . Grant that the pow'rful still the weak controul : Be Man the wit and tyrant of the whole : Nature that tyrant checks : he only knows , And helps , another creature's wants and woes ...
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الصفحة 139 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
الصفحة 137 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
الصفحة 17 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
الصفحة 17 - 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 reas'ning but to err...
الصفحة 137 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
الصفحة 138 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
الصفحة 16 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
الصفحة 14 - Were we to press, inferior might on ours; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd: From Nature's chain whatever link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. And, if each system in gradation roll Alike essential to th' amazing whole, The least confusion but in one, not all That system only, but the whole must fall.
الصفحة 6 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher, Death; and God adore. What future bliss, He gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
الصفحة 32 - Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...