The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen51,Página 2C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... whofe giddy dance Sheds fad viciffitude on all beneath . Here teems with revolutions every hour ; 190 And And rarely for the better ; or the best , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. With foft conceit of endless comfort here, ...
... whofe giddy dance Sheds fad viciffitude on all beneath . Here teems with revolutions every hour ; 190 And And rarely for the better ; or the best , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. With foft conceit of endless comfort here, ...
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... whofe fate , ' Fate irreversible , intire , extreme , Endless , hair - hung , breeze - fhaken , o'er the gulph 300 A moment trembles ; drops ! and Man , for whom All elfe is in alarm ! Man , the fole caufe Of this furrounding ftorm ...
... whofe fate , ' Fate irreversible , intire , extreme , Endless , hair - hung , breeze - fhaken , o'er the gulph 300 A moment trembles ; drops ! and Man , for whom All elfe is in alarm ! Man , the fole caufe Of this furrounding ftorm ...
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... Whofe work is done ; who triumphs in the Paft ; Whofe Yesterdays look backwards with a smile Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; That common , but opprobrious lot ! past hours , If not by guilt , yet wound us by their ...
... Whofe work is done ; who triumphs in the Paft ; Whofe Yesterdays look backwards with a smile Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; That common , but opprobrious lot ! past hours , If not by guilt , yet wound us by their ...
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... whofe tomb should pierce the skies . Prefumptuous fear ! How durft I dread her foes , While nature's loudeft dictates I obey'd ? Pardon neceffity , bleft fhade ! Of grief And indignation rival bursts I pour'd ; Half execration mingled ...
... whofe tomb should pierce the skies . Prefumptuous fear ! How durft I dread her foes , While nature's loudeft dictates I obey'd ? Pardon neceffity , bleft fhade ! Of grief And indignation rival bursts I pour'd ; Half execration mingled ...
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... Whofe all - prolific beam late call'd me forth From darkness , teeming darknefs , where I lay The worm's inferior , and , in rank , beneath The duft I tread on , high to bear my To drink the spirit of the golden day , And triumph in ...
... Whofe all - prolific beam late call'd me forth From darkness , teeming darknefs , where I lay The worm's inferior , and , in rank , beneath The duft I tread on , high to bear my To drink the spirit of the golden day , And triumph in ...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., Volumen51,Página 2 Samuel Johnson Vista completa - 1779 |
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.