The Complaint: Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: To which is Added, a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of Job..Printed in the year, 1771 - 263 sider |
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... fame . And why ? because he thinks himself immortal : All men think all men mortal , but themselves ; Themselves , when some alarming shock of fate Strikes thro ' their wounded hearts the fudden dread ; But their hearts wounded , like ...
... fame . And why ? because he thinks himself immortal : All men think all men mortal , but themselves ; Themselves , when some alarming shock of fate Strikes thro ' their wounded hearts the fudden dread ; But their hearts wounded , like ...
Side 13
... fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire , Where is that thrift , that avarice of TIME , ( 0 glorious avarice ! ) thought of death infpires , As rumour'd robberies endear our gold ! O Time ! than gold more facred : more a ...
... fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire , Where is that thrift , that avarice of TIME , ( 0 glorious avarice ! ) thought of death infpires , As rumour'd robberies endear our gold ! O Time ! than gold more facred : more a ...
Side 23
... fame . Know'ft thou , Lorenzo ! what a friend contains ? As bees Mixt Nectar draw from fragrant flow'rs , So men from FRIENDSHIP , Wisdom and Delight ; Twins ty'd by nature , if they part , they die . Haft thou no friend to fet thy mind ...
... fame . Know'ft thou , Lorenzo ! what a friend contains ? As bees Mixt Nectar draw from fragrant flow'rs , So men from FRIENDSHIP , Wisdom and Delight ; Twins ty'd by nature , if they part , they die . Haft thou no friend to fet thy mind ...
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... fame . You fee the Man ; you fee his hold on heaven ; If found his virtue ; as Philander's found , Heav'n waits not the laft moment ; owns her friends On this fide death ; and points them out to men , A lecture , filent , but of ...
... fame . You fee the Man ; you fee his hold on heaven ; If found his virtue ; as Philander's found , Heav'n waits not the laft moment ; owns her friends On this fide death ; and points them out to men , A lecture , filent , but of ...
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... FAME can wing her way , And turn the gayeft thought of gayeft age , Down their right channel , thro ' the vale of death . The vale of death ! that hufht Cimmerian vale , Where Darkness , brooding o'er unfinisht fates , With raven wing ...
... FAME can wing her way , And turn the gayeft thought of gayeft age , Down their right channel , thro ' the vale of death . The vale of death ! that hufht Cimmerian vale , Where Darkness , brooding o'er unfinisht fates , With raven wing ...
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æther againſt Ambition angels art thou becauſe beneath bleffings bleft blifs boaft bofom Book of JOB boundleſs caufe dark darkneſs death defcend DEITY deſpair diftant divine doft dread duft e'er earth eternal ev'ry facred fame fate fcene feems feen fenfe fhades fhall fhines fhould figh fight fink firft fkies flame fleeps fmile foar fome fong fons fool foon foul immortal fpirit ftars ftill ftrange ftrike fuch fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heav'n himſelf hour human juft laft lefs life's Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Paffion paft pain peace Pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefent pride proud Reafon rife ſcene Senfe ſhall ſkies ſphere thee thefe theme theſe thine thofe thoſe thought thouſand thro throne triumph truth vaft virtue wafte whofe wife wing Wiſdom wretched
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Side 7 - ... immortal. All men think all men mortal but themselves ; Themselves, when some alarming shock of Fate Strikes through their wounded hearts the sudden dread : But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close; where past the shaft no trace is found.
Side 20 - Nature, in zeal for human amity, Denies or damps an undivided joy. Joy is an import; joy is an exchange; Joy flies monopolists; it calls for two: Rich fruit!
Side 68 - Our life, tho' still more rapid in its flow, Nor mark the much irrevocably laps'd, And mingled with the sea.
Side 2 - Death ! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars. The sun himself by thy permission shines, And one day thou shalt pluck him from his sphere...
Side 17 - 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.
Side 45 - He rose! he rose! he burst the bars of death. Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates! And give the King of Glory to come in. Who is the King of Glory ? he who left His throne of glory for the pang of death. Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates!
Side 2 - tis the common lot: In this shape or in that has Fate entail'd The mother's throes on all of woman born, Not more the children than sure heirs of pain.
Side 19 - To gentle life's descent We shut our eyes, and think it is a plain. We take fair days in winter, for the spring; And turn our blessings into bane.