The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality..A. Millar ... and R. Dodsley, 1750 - 404 sider |
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... ! Yet that were vain , if Dreams infeft the Grave . I wake , emerging from a Sea of Dreams Tumultuous ; w here my wreck'd , defponding Though From Wave to Wave of fanfy'd Mifery , At random drove , her Helm of Reason loft . A 3 A ( 5 )
... ! Yet that were vain , if Dreams infeft the Grave . I wake , emerging from a Sea of Dreams Tumultuous ; w here my wreck'd , defponding Though From Wave to Wave of fanfy'd Mifery , At random drove , her Helm of Reason loft . A 3 A ( 5 )
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... Reason , and on Reafon build Refolve , ( That Column of true Majefty in Man ) Affift me : I will thank you in the Grave ; The Grave , your Kingdom : There this Frame fhall fall A Victim facred to your dreary Shrine . But what are ye ...
... Reason , and on Reafon build Refolve , ( That Column of true Majefty in Man ) Affift me : I will thank you in the Grave ; The Grave , your Kingdom : There this Frame fhall fall A Victim facred to your dreary Shrine . But what are ye ...
Side 7
... Reason , Reafon ; my best Will Teach Rectitude ; and fix my firm Resolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long Arrear : Nor let the Phial of thy Vengeance , pour'd On this devoted Head , be pour'd in vain . The Bell ftrikes One . We take no ...
... Reason , Reafon ; my best Will Teach Rectitude ; and fix my firm Resolve Wisdom to wed , and pay her long Arrear : Nor let the Phial of thy Vengeance , pour'd On this devoted Head , be pour'd in vain . The Bell ftrikes One . We take no ...
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... Reason lay quite clouded o'er With foft Conceit of endless Comfort bere , forth her Wings to reach the Skies ! Nor yet put Night - vifions may befriend ( as fung above ) : Our waking Dreams are fatal . How I dreamt Of things Impoffible ...
... Reason lay quite clouded o'er With foft Conceit of endless Comfort bere , forth her Wings to reach the Skies ! Nor yet put Night - vifions may befriend ( as fung above ) : Our waking Dreams are fatal . How I dreamt Of things Impoffible ...
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... Reason , that Heav'n - lighted Lamp in Man , Once more I wake ; and at the destin'd Hour , Punctual as Lovers to the Moment fworn , I keep my Affignation with my Woe . O ! Loft to Virtue , Loft to manly Thought , Loft to the noble ...
... Reason , that Heav'n - lighted Lamp in Man , Once more I wake ; and at the destin'd Hour , Punctual as Lovers to the Moment fworn , I keep my Affignation with my Woe . O ! Loft to Virtue , Loft to manly Thought , Loft to the noble ...
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Side 20 - 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.
Side 7 - 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, 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 10 - This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule : Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death alone, can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.
Side 20 - 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.
Side 73 - Pursuing, and pursued, each other's prey ; As wolves, for rapine; as the fox, for wiles ; Till Death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in " Here he lies :" And dust " to dust
Side 165 - Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor ; Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Poor is the man in debt ; the man of gold, In debt to fortune, trembles at her power.
Side 91 - ... ?—Thou, my all! My theme, my inspiration, and my crown ! My strength in age ! my rise in low estate ! My soul's ambition, pleasure, wealth !—my world ! My light in darkness! and my life in death ! My boast through time!
Side 40 - Teaching, we learn; and, giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine , Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
Side 79 - The prisoner of amaze ! — in his blest life I see the path, and in his death the price, And in his great ascent the proof supreme Of immortality.
Side 128 - While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun ; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire.