Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ImmortalityA. S. Barnes, 1856 - Всего страниц: 516 |
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... , in the last book of the " Night Thoughts ” — 66 These thoughts , O Night , are thine : From thee they came , like lovers ' secret sighs , While others slept . " When he rose from his bed , which was generally 48 LIFE AND CHARACTER.
... , in the last book of the " Night Thoughts ” — 66 These thoughts , O Night , are thine : From thee they came , like lovers ' secret sighs , While others slept . " When he rose from his bed , which was generally 48 LIFE AND CHARACTER.
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... thine To tread out empire , and to quench the stars . 205 The sun himself by thy permission shines , And , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ...
... thine To tread out empire , and to quench the stars . 205 The sun himself by thy permission shines , And , one day , thou shalt pluck him from his sphere . Amidst such mighty plunder , why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ...
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... thine excel , And charm through distant ages . Wrapt in shade , Pris'ner of darkness ! to the silent hours 445 How often I repeat their rage divine , To lull my griefs , and steal my heart from woe ! I roll their raptures , but not ...
... thine excel , And charm through distant ages . Wrapt in shade , Pris'ner of darkness ! to the silent hours 445 How often I repeat their rage divine , To lull my griefs , and steal my heart from woe ! I roll their raptures , but not ...
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... thine on themes may profit ; profit there Where most thy need : themes , too , the genuine growth Of dear Philander's dust . He thus , though dead , May still befriend - What themes ? Time's wondrous price , Death , friendship , and ...
... thine on themes may profit ; profit there Where most thy need : themes , too , the genuine growth Of dear Philander's dust . He thus , though dead , May still befriend - What themes ? Time's wondrous price , Death , friendship , and ...
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... thine ; This cancels thy complaint at once ; this leaves In act no trifle , and no blank in time . This greatens , fills , immortalizes all ; This the blest art of turning all to gold : This the good heart's prerogative to raise 88 80 ...
... thine ; This cancels thy complaint at once ; this leaves In act no trifle , and no blank in time . This greatens , fills , immortalizes all ; This the blest art of turning all to gold : This the good heart's prerogative to raise 88 80 ...
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admiration Æneid allusion ambition angels art thou beautiful beneath blest bliss charms Christian creation dæmons dark death Deity delight divine dread dust Earl of Litchfield earth EDWARD YOUNG Epicurus eternal ev'ry fame fancy fate feel fire flame folly fond fool future genius give glorious glory goddess gods grave grief guilt happiness heart heav'n hope hour human immortal indulge infidel life's light live Lorenzo Lucifer man's mankind mind MONTEITH'S moral Narcissa nature nature's ne'er Night Thoughts nought numbers o'er Pagan pain Paradise Lost passion peace Philander pleasure poem poet pow'r praise pride proud reason rise Roman Mythology sacred satire says scene sense sigh skies smile song soul speaks sphere stars sublime taste thee theme thine things Thomas Brown throne tomb triumph truth virtue wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched Young
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Стр. 95 - 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.
Стр. 330 - It shall never be inhabited, neither shall it be dwelt in from generation to generation: neither shall the Arabian pitch tent there; neither shall the shepherds make their fold there. But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Стр. 429 - Archangel: but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate* pride Waiting revenge. Cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Стр. 124 - 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.
Стр. 378 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors
Стр. 284 - THERE is a glorious city in the sea. The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible ; and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Стр. 96 - At thirty, man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; us At fifty, chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves ; and re-resolves ; then dies the same.
Стр. 77 - From different natures marvellously' mixt, Connexion exquisite of distant worlds*! Distinguished link in being's endless chain*! Midway from nothing' to the Deity*! A beam ethereal', sullied', and absorpt*! Though sullied*, and dishonour'd', 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*!
Стр. 111 - The man who consecrates his hours By vigorous effort, and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of life and death : He walks with nature ; and her paths are peace.
Стр. 165 - 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, even 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.