The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Bind 51,Side 2C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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Side 13
... those whose thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou ! whate'er thou art , whose heart exults ! Wouldst thou I should congratulate thy fate ? 312 I know thou wouldst ; thy pride demands it from I know THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. 13 And ...
... those whose thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou ! whate'er thou art , whose heart exults ! Wouldst thou I should congratulate thy fate ? 312 I know thou wouldst ; thy pride demands it from I know THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. 13 And ...
Side 15
... those on doomsday , drown the next ; 365 We penetrate , we prophecy in vain . Time is dealt out by particles ; and each , Ere mingled with the streaming sands of life , By Fate's inviolable oath is fworn Deep filence , " Where eternity ...
... those on doomsday , drown the next ; 365 We penetrate , we prophecy in vain . Time is dealt out by particles ; and each , Ere mingled with the streaming sands of life , By Fate's inviolable oath is fworn Deep filence , " Where eternity ...
Side 26
... those terms was Time ( heaven's ftranger ! ) sent On his important embaffy to man . Lorenzo ! no : On the long - destin'd hour , 200 From everlasting ages growing ripe , That memorable hour of wondrous birth , When the Dread Sire , on ...
... those terms was Time ( heaven's ftranger ! ) sent On his important embaffy to man . Lorenzo ! no : On the long - destin'd hour , 200 From everlasting ages growing ripe , That memorable hour of wondrous birth , When the Dread Sire , on ...
Side 31
... Those hours that lately fmil'd , where are they now ? Pallid to thought , and ghaftly ! drown'd , all drown'd In that great deep , which nothing difembogues ! And , dying , they bequeath'd thee fmall renown . The reft are on the wing ...
... Those hours that lately fmil'd , where are they now ? Pallid to thought , and ghaftly ! drown'd , all drown'd In that great deep , which nothing difembogues ! And , dying , they bequeath'd thee fmall renown . The reft are on the wing ...
Side 46
... Those few our noxious fate unblafted leaves In this inclement clime of human life . Sweet harmonift ! and Beautiful as fweet ! And Young as beautiful ! and Soft as young ! And Gay as foft ! and Innocent as gay ! And Happy ( if aught ...
... Those few our noxious fate unblafted leaves In this inclement clime of human life . Sweet harmonift ! and Beautiful as fweet ! And Young as beautiful ! and Soft as young ! And Gay as foft ! and Innocent as gay ! And Happy ( if aught ...
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 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.