The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death and Immortality. To which is Added, a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of JobJ. and F. Rivington, 1773 - 320 sivua |
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Sivu 13
... Praise ; At least their own ; their future Selves applauds ; How excellent that Life they ne'er will lead ! Time lodg'd in their own Hands is Folly's Vails ; That iodg'd in Fate's , to Wisdom they confign ; The Thing they can't but ...
... Praise ; At least their own ; their future Selves applauds ; How excellent that Life they ne'er will lead ! Time lodg'd in their own Hands is Folly's Vails ; That iodg'd in Fate's , to Wisdom they confign ; The Thing they can't but ...
Sivu 48
... Praise ! Not to be thought on , but with Tides of Joy ! The mighty Bafis of eternal Blifs ! Where now the barren Rock ? the painted Shrew ? Where now , LORENZO ! Life's eternal Round ? Have I not made my triple Promise good ? Vain is ...
... Praise ! Not to be thought on , but with Tides of Joy ! The mighty Bafis of eternal Blifs ! Where now the barren Rock ? the painted Shrew ? Where now , LORENZO ! Life's eternal Round ? Have I not made my triple Promise good ? Vain is ...
Sivu 62
... Praise ! Praife ! flow for ever , ( if Astonishment Praife ! for ever flow ; Will give thee Leave ) my Praise Ardent , Cordial , Conftant , to High Heav'n More fragrant , than Arabia facrific'd ; And all her fpicy Mountains in a Flame ...
... Praise ! Praife ! flow for ever , ( if Astonishment Praife ! for ever flow ; Will give thee Leave ) my Praise Ardent , Cordial , Conftant , to High Heav'n More fragrant , than Arabia facrific'd ; And all her fpicy Mountains in a Flame ...
Sivu 63
... Praise be Thine ? Not Human Praise ? While Heav'n's high Hoft on Hallelujahs live ? O may I breathe no longer , than I breathe My Soul in Praise to Him , who gave my Soul , And all her Infinite of Profpect fair , Cut thro ' the Shades ...
... Praise be Thine ? Not Human Praise ? While Heav'n's high Hoft on Hallelujahs live ? O may I breathe no longer , than I breathe My Soul in Praise to Him , who gave my Soul , And all her Infinite of Profpect fair , Cut thro ' the Shades ...
Sivu 64
... Praise I a distant Deity ? He tunes My Voice ( if tun'd ) ; the Nerve , that writes , fustains : Wrap'd in his Being , I refound his Praise : But tho ' paft All diffus'd , without a Shore , His Effence ; local is his Throne ( as meet ) ...
... Praise I a distant Deity ? He tunes My Voice ( if tun'd ) ; the Nerve , that writes , fustains : Wrap'd in his Being , I refound his Praise : But tho ' paft All diffus'd , without a Shore , His Effence ; local is his Throne ( as meet ) ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffings bleft Blifs Bliſs Bofom Book of Job boundleſs Caufe Cauſe Chimæras dark Darkneſs Death defcend Deity diftant Divine Doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity Ev'n ev'ry facred Fate feems feen fhall fhines fhould fink Flame fleeps fmile foft fome foon Friend ftill ftrike ftrong fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf Hour human illuftrious Immortal infpire juft laft lefs Life's loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muft Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffion paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent Pride proud Reafon Reft rife riſe Scene Senfe ſhall Skies Song Soul ſpeak Sphere Stars ſtill thee Thefe Theme Themſelves theſe Thine thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth univerfal vaft Virtue whofe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh World wretched
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Sivu 3 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; 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.
Sivu 3 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, 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 applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
Sivu 3 - 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. As from the wing no scar the sky retains, The parted wave no furrow from the keel, So dies in human hearts the thought of death : E'en with the tender tear which Nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave.
Sivu 11 - Godhead streaming through a thousand worlds ; Not on those terms, from the great days of Heaven, From old Eternity's mysterious orb, Was Time cut off, and cast beneath the skies ; The skies, which watch him in his new abode, Measuring his motions by revolving spheres; That horologe machinery divine.
Sivu 59 - ... ?—Thou, my all! My theme, my inspiration, and my crown ! My strength in age ! my rise in low estate ! My soul's ambition, pleasure, wealth !—my world ! My light in darkness! and my life in death ! My boast through time!
Sivu 16 - 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.
Sivu 43 - 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.
Sivu 34 - 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 Our rugged pass to death ; to break those bars Of terror and abhorrence Nature throws Cross our obstructed way, and thus to make Welcome, as safe, our port from every storm.
Sivu 6 - Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor ; Part with it as with money, sparing ; pay No moment, but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask death-beds ; they can tell.