Bell's Edition, Volume 87-88J. Bell, 1796 |
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Halaman 22
... fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ...
... fate . Night , sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ...
Halaman 28
... Fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous sithe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root : each moment plays His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of sweet domestick comfort , and cuts down The fairest ...
... Fate . Each moment has its sickle , emulous Of Time's enormous sithe , whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root : each moment plays His little weapon in the narrower sphere Of sweet domestick comfort , and cuts down The fairest ...
Halaman 29
... In quest of wretchedness perversely strays , And finds all desert now ; and meets the ghosts Of my departed joys , a num'rous train ! . 220 225 230 I rue the riches of my former fate ; Sweet C iij NIGHT THE FIRST . 29.
... In quest of wretchedness perversely strays , And finds all desert now ; and meets the ghosts Of my departed joys , a num'rous train ! . 220 225 230 I rue the riches of my former fate ; Sweet C iij NIGHT THE FIRST . 29.
Halaman 30
... Fate entail'd The mother's throes on all of woman born , Not more the children than sure heirs of pain . War , famine , pest , volcano , storm , and fire , Intestine broils , Oppression , with her heart Wrapt up in triple brass ...
... Fate entail'd The mother's throes on all of woman born , Not more the children than sure heirs of pain . War , famine , pest , volcano , storm , and fire , Intestine broils , Oppression , with her heart Wrapt up in triple brass ...
Halaman 32
... Fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who sorrow for myself ? In age , in infancy , from other's aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind : That Nature's first , last , lesson to mankind . The selfish heart deserves the pain ...
... Fate wide opens to devour . What then am I , who sorrow for myself ? In age , in infancy , from other's aid Is all our hope ; to teach us to be kind : That Nature's first , last , lesson to mankind . The selfish heart deserves the pain ...
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æther ambition angels ardour art thou beneath bids bless'd bliss boast boundless bright call'd cann't charms Corduba creation dæmons daring song dark death Deity delight divine dost dread dust e'er earth EDWARD YOUNG endless eternal Ev'n ev'ry fall fantastick fate fire flames flow'r fond fool give glorious glory gods grave grief groan guilt guilty song happiness heav'n hope hour illustrious immortal inspir'd learn'd life's light live Lorenzo man's mankind midnight mighty mind miracles mortal Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence orbs ordain'd pain passion peace pleasure poison'd pow'r praise pride proud reason rise scene sense shew shines sigh sight skies smile song soul sphere stars strange strike sublime terrour thee theme thine thought thro throne tomb triumph truth Tusculum virtue Virtue's wake the world wing wisdom wise wonder wretched ye Stars
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Halaman 12 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Halaman 54 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For fortune fond had built her nest on high.
Halaman 12 - A worm! a god! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man!
Halaman 48 - Life's grimace, that mistress of the scene! Here real and apparent are the same. You see the man, you see his hold on Heav'n, If sound his virtue, as Philander's sound. Heav'n waits not the last moment; owns her friends On this side death, and points them out to men ; A lecture silent, but of sovereign pow'r! To Vice confusion, and to Virtue peace.
Halaman 72 - The world's a stately bark, on dangerous seas With pleasure seen, but boarded at our peril : Here on a single plank, thrown safe ashore, I hear the tumult of the distant throng, As that of seas remote, or dying storms, And meditate on scenes more silent still, Pursue my theme, and fight the fear of death.
Halaman 68 - ... 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.
Halaman 12 - Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! A beam ethereal, sullied and absorpt! Though sullied and dishonored, still divine! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A. worm! a god! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost!
Halaman 16 - O ye blest scenes of permanent delight! Full above measure! lasting beyond bound! A perpetuity of bliss is bliss. Could you, so rich in rapture, fear an end. That ghastly thought would drink up all your joy, And quite unparadise the realms of light.
Halaman 154 - They fail to find what they so plainly see ; Thus men, in shining riches, see the face Of happiness, nor know it is a shade ; But gaze, and touch, and peep, and peep again, And wish, and wonder it is absent still.
Halaman 22 - 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...