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" One sun by day, by night ten thousand shine ; And light us deep into the DEITY. How boundless in magnificence and might ! O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight... "
The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality. : To ... - Sivu 260
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The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality..

Edward Young - 1750 - 416 sivua
...deep into the DEITY, How boundlefs in Magnificence and Might ? O what a Confluence of ethereal Fires, From Urns unnumber'd, down the Steep of Heaven, Streams...and calls it to the Skies. Who fees it, unexalted, andunaw'd? Who fees it, and can:ilop at what is feen ? X Material 322 ne CONSOLATION. Material Offspring...

The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Nide 4

Edward Young - 1762 - 298 sivua
...fires, From urns un-number'd, down the fteep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my Heart. My heart,...and exalts ; Lays it in duft, and calls it to the Ikies, Who fees it unexalted ? or unaw'd ? Who fees it, and can flop at what is feen ? Material offspring...

The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: To which ...

Edward Young - 1775 - 408 sivua
...fires, From urns un-number'd, down the fteep of hea\'n, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my heart. My heart,...and exalts ; Lays it in duft, and calls it to the fkies. Who fees it unexalted ? or unaw'd? Who fees it, and can flop at what is feen? Material offspring...

The Works of the English Poets: Young

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 312 sivua
...fires, Form urns un-numbered, down the fteep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my heart. My heart, at once, it humbles, and exalts; 755 Lays it in duft, and calls it to the ikies. Who fees it unexalted ? or unaw'd ? Who fees it, and...

The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., Nide 62

English poets - 1790 - 304 sivua
...unnumbered, down the fteep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; 1 feel it at my heart. My heart, at once, it humbles, and exalts ; 755 Lays it in duft, and calls it to the Ikies. Who fees it unexalted i or unaw'd ? Who fees it,...

The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts, Nide 3

Edward Young - 1792 - 356 sivua
...fires, Form urns un-number'd, down the ileep of heav'n. Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my Heart. My heart,...and exalts ; Lays it in duft, and calls it to the fkies. Who fees it unexalted ? or unaw'd ? Who fees it, and can flop at what is feen ? Material offspring...

The Works of the British Poets, Nide 10

Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1036 sivua
...of hcaTen, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries tb.-re ; I feel it at my teart. My heart at once it humbles and exalts; Lays it in duft, and calli it to the fkies. Who fees it unexalted ? or unaw'd ? Who fees it, and can (lop at what is feed...

Bell's Edition, Niteet 87–88

John Bell - 1796 - 470 sivua
...and might! 750 O what a confluence of ethereal fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the steep of heav'n, Streams to a point and centres in my sight ! Nor tarries...my heart : My heart at once it humbles and exalts ; 755 Lays it in dust, and calls it to the skies. Who sees it unexalted or unaw'd ? Who sees it, and...

Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 432 sivua
...fires, From urns unnumber'd down the steep of Heav'n, Streams to a point, and centres in my sight! 751 Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my heart. My heart, at once, it humbles and exalts ; Lays it in dust, and calls it to the skies. Who sees it unexalted ? Or unaw'd? 755 Who sees it, and can stop at...

The poetical works of ... E. Young. With the life of the author ..., Nide 1

Edward Young - 1799 - 312 sivua
...fires, From urns unnumber'd, down the fteep of heaven, Streams to a point, and centres in my fight ! Nor tarries there ; I feel it at my heart : My heart at once it humbles and exalts ; 75$ Lays it in duft, and calls it to the fkies. Who fees it unexalted, or unaw'd ? Who fees it, and...




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