The Complaint: Or Night Thoughts, and the Force of ReligionT. Bedlington, 1826 - 288 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 39
... less a bird of omen than of prey . It call'd Narcissa long before her hour ; It call'd her tender soul by break of bliss , From the first blossom , from the buds of joy ; Those few our noxious fate unblasted leaves , In this inclement ...
... less a bird of omen than of prey . It call'd Narcissa long before her hour ; It call'd her tender soul by break of bliss , From the first blossom , from the buds of joy ; Those few our noxious fate unblasted leaves , In this inclement ...
الصفحة 42
... less than this is shocking in a race Most wretched , but from streams of mutual love ; 185 190 195 200 205 And uncreated , but for love divine ; And but for love divine this moment lost , By Fate resorb'd , and sunk in endless night ...
... less than this is shocking in a race Most wretched , but from streams of mutual love ; 185 190 195 200 205 And uncreated , but for love divine ; And but for love divine this moment lost , By Fate resorb'd , and sunk in endless night ...
الصفحة 54
... less , 65 Imbittering the possess'd . Why wish for more ? Wishing of all employments is the worst ; Philosophy's reverse , and health's decay ! Were I as plump as stall'd Theology , 70- Wishing would waste me to this shade again . Were ...
... less , 65 Imbittering the possess'd . Why wish for more ? Wishing of all employments is the worst ; Philosophy's reverse , and health's decay ! Were I as plump as stall'd Theology , 70- Wishing would waste me to this shade again . Were ...
الصفحة 58
... less to gods than men ! The wondrous deed ! or shall I call it more ? A wonder in Omnipotence itself ! 225 Not thus our infidels the ' Eternal draw , A God all o'er consummate , absolute , Full orb'd , in his whole round of rays ...
... less to gods than men ! The wondrous deed ! or shall I call it more ? A wonder in Omnipotence itself ! 225 Not thus our infidels the ' Eternal draw , A God all o'er consummate , absolute , Full orb'd , in his whole round of rays ...
الصفحة 64
... less would feel , though more adorn my theme . They sung Creation ( for in that they shared ; ) How rose in melody that child of love ! Creation's great superior , man ! thine ; Thine is Redemption ! they just gave the key ; ' Tis thine ...
... less would feel , though more adorn my theme . They sung Creation ( for in that they shared ; ) How rose in melody that child of love ! Creation's great superior , man ! thine ; Thine is Redemption ! they just gave the key ; ' Tis thine ...
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adore ambition angels archangels art thou awful beam beneath bids bless'd blessings bliss blood divine boast bosom boundless breast call'd charms Creation crown dark death deep Deity delight divine dost dread dust e'en earth endless eternal ethereal fair fate fire flame fond fool gaze give glorious glory gods grave grief guilt happiness heart Heaven hope hour human illustrious indulge infidels life's light Lorenzo lustre man's mankind midnight mind mismeasured mortal Narcissa Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs pain passion peace Philander pleasure praise pride proud rapture Reason Reason sleeps rise sacred scene sense shines sigh sight skies smile song soul immortal sphere stars stings storm sweet tempest thee theme thine thought throne thy disease tomb triumph truth Twill virtue Virtue's wing wisdom wise wonder wretched Ye Stars
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الصفحة 15 - 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 10 - 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 16 - 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 16 - Tis not in Folly, not to scorn a fool; And scarce in human wisdom, to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, 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...
الصفحة 9 - 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, raptur'd, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge...
الصفحة 5 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
الصفحة 22 - Time, in advance, behind him hides his wings, And seems to creep, decrepit with his age ; Behold him, when past by ; what then is seen, But his broad pinions swifter than the winds ? And all mankind, in contradiction strong, Rueful, aghast ! cry out on his career.
الصفحة 53 - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain : Were death denied, to live would not be life: Were death denied, e'en fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign! Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies, Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. Death gives us more than was in Eden lost! This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
الصفحة 161 - Know'st thou the' importance of a soul immortal ? Behold this midnight glory : worlds on worlds ! Amazing pomp ; redouble this amaze ! Ten thousand add ; add twice ten thousand more ; Then weigh the whole ; one soul outweighs them all, And calls the' astonishing magnificence Of unintelligent creation poor.
الصفحة 15 - 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.