The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Band 51,Seite 2C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... fate . Night , fable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In raylefs majesty , now ftretches forth Her leaden fceptre o'er a lumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor liftening ear , an object finds ...
... fate . Night , fable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In raylefs majesty , now ftretches forth Her leaden fceptre o'er a lumbering world . Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor liftening ear , an object finds ...
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... fate . Each moment has its fickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root ; each moment plays 295 His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of fweet domeftic comfort , and cuts down The ...
... fate . Each moment has its fickle , emulous Of Time's enormous scythe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root ; each moment plays 295 His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of fweet domeftic comfort , and cuts down The ...
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... fate ; Sweet comfort's blafted clufters I lament ; I tremble at the bleffings once fo dear ; And every pleasure pains me to the heart . 225 230 Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? 235 Hangs out the fun his luftre but for me ...
... fate ; Sweet comfort's blafted clufters I lament ; I tremble at the bleffings once fo dear ; And every pleasure pains me to the heart . 225 230 Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? 235 Hangs out the fun his luftre but for me ...
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... fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who forrow for myself ? age , in infancy , from others ' aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind . That , nature's firft , laft leffon to mankind ; The selfish heart deserves the pain it ...
... fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who forrow for myself ? age , in infancy , from others ' aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind . That , nature's firft , laft leffon to mankind ; The selfish heart deserves the pain it ...
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... fate . 315 320 325- Is heaven tremendous in its frowns ? Moft fure ; And in its favours formidable too : Its favours here are trials , not rewards ; 330 A call to duty , not discharge from care ; And fhould alarm us , full as much as ...
... fate . 315 320 325- Is heaven tremendous in its frowns ? Moft fure ; And in its favours formidable too : Its favours here are trials , not rewards ; 330 A call to duty , not discharge from care ; And fhould alarm us , full as much as ...
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æther againſt ambition angels art thou Becauſe bleft blifs bluſh boaſt breaſt caufe cauſe chimæra dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity deſpair divine Doft dread duft duſt earth endleſs eternal ev'n facred fame fate feen fenfe fhall fhines fhould figh fight fing fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal ftill fuch fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf hope hour human illuftrious juft laſt lefs life's loft Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Narciffa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſcheme ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtill ſtream ſtrike ſtrong thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne tomb truth virtue virtue's whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wretched
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 40 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Seite 5 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Seite 32 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Seite 146 - Its tenure sure ; its income is divine. High-built abundance, heap on heap ! for what ? To breed new wants, and beggar us the more ; Then, make a richer scramble for the throng...
Seite 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Seite 62 - Death's tremendous blow. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and Error's wretch, Man makes a death which Nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls, And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
Seite 5 - The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss : to give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke 1 feel the solemn sound.
Seite 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Seite 52 - Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud, To damp our brainless ardours, and abate That glare of life which often blinds the wise. Our dying friends are pioneers, to smooth...
Seite 80 - Though yet unsung, as deem'd, perhaps, too bold ? Angels are men of a superior kind ; Angels are men in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains wing'd in flight ; And men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain, And slippery step, the bottom of the steep.