The Complaint, Or Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: Also, The Consolation; Night 9th and Last With the Life of the AuthorRice, 1800 |
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... give it then a tongue Is wife in man . As if an angel spoke , I feel the folemn found . If heard aright , It is the knell of my departed hours , Where are they ; with the years beyond the food . It is the signal that demands difpatch ...
... give it then a tongue Is wife in man . As if an angel spoke , I feel the folemn found . If heard aright , It is the knell of my departed hours , Where are they ; with the years beyond the food . It is the signal that demands difpatch ...
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... Give , and reduce Surfeit's dominion o'er you . But , fo great Your impudence , you blush at what is right ? Happy ! did forrow seize on fuch alone ; Not prudence can defend , or virtue save ; Difeafe invades the chafteft temperance ...
... Give , and reduce Surfeit's dominion o'er you . But , fo great Your impudence , you blush at what is right ? Happy ! did forrow seize on fuch alone ; Not prudence can defend , or virtue save ; Difeafe invades the chafteft temperance ...
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... give Swoln thought a fecond channel ; Who divide , They weaken too the torrent of their grief , Take then , O World ! thy much indebted tear ,. How fad a fight is human happiness To thofe whofe thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou ...
... give Swoln thought a fecond channel ; Who divide , They weaken too the torrent of their grief , Take then , O World ! thy much indebted tear ,. How fad a fight is human happiness To thofe whofe thought can pierce beyond an hour ! O thou ...
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... give it vent , The longeft night , though longer far , would fail , And the lark liften to my midnight long . The fprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes the morn ; Grief's fharpeft thorn hard - preffing on my breast , I ftrive , with ...
... give it vent , The longeft night , though longer far , would fail , And the lark liften to my midnight long . The fprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes the morn ; Grief's fharpeft thorn hard - preffing on my breast , I ftrive , with ...
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... give us up to Licence , unrecall'd , Unmark d ; -fee , from behind her fecret fland , The fly informer minutes every fault , And her dread diary with horror fills : Not the grofs act alone employs her pen ; She reconnoitres Fancy's airy ...
... give us up to Licence , unrecall'd , Unmark d ; -fee , from behind her fecret fland , The fly informer minutes every fault , And her dread diary with horror fills : Not the grofs act alone employs her pen ; She reconnoitres Fancy's airy ...
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æther ambition angels art thou Becauſe beneath bleffings bleft blifs bofom boundleſs breaft caufe cauſe dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal ev'ry facred fafe fame fate fcene feems feen fenfe fhades fhall fhines fhocking fhould figh fight fing firft fkies fleeps fmile foar foft fome fong fons fool foon foul fpirit ftars ftill ftorm ftrike ftrong fuch fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart Heav'n himſelf hour human illuftrious immortal juft laft lefs life's loft LORENZO luftre man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Nature Nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe prefent pride proud Reafon rife ſcene ſhall ſkies ſphere ſtars ſtill thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thought thouſand thro throne truth univerfal vaft virtue whofe wifdom wife wing worfe wretched
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Página 11 - 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.
Página 12 - ... 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.
Página 119 - tis revolution all ; All change ; no death. Day follows night ; and night The dying day ; stars rise, and set, and rise ; Earth takes th
Página 209 - Vain hope ! it is too late! Where, where, for shelter, shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale ? Great day ! for which all other days were made ; For which earth rose from chaos, man from earth ; And an eternity, the date of gods, Descended on poor earth-created man ! Great day of dread, decision, and despair!
Página 52 - And soon as man, expert from time, has found The key of life, it opes the gates of death.
Página 52 - 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
Página 110 - Tis a proud mendicant: it boasts and begs; It begs an alms of homage from the throng, And oft the throng denies its charity.
Página 69 - Talk they of morals ! O thou bleeding Love ! Thou maker of new morals to mankind ! The grand morality is love of Thee.
Página 185 - Each branch of piety delight inspires ; Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulf, and all its horror hides...
Página 199 - To know the world, not love her, is thy point ; She gives but little, nor that little, long. There is, I grant, a triumph of the...