The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality..A. Millar ... and R. Dodsley, 1750 - 404 sivua |
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Sivu 15
... Hand of Charity ! To shock us more , folicit it in vain ! Ye filken Sons of Pleafure ! fince in Pains You rue more modifh Vifits , vifit bere , And breathe from your Debauch : Give , and reduce Surfeit's Dominion o'er you ; but fo great ...
... Hand of Charity ! To shock us more , folicit it in vain ! Ye filken Sons of Pleafure ! fince in Pains You rue more modifh Vifits , vifit bere , And breathe from your Debauch : Give , and reduce Surfeit's Dominion o'er you ; but fo great ...
Sivu 20
... Hands is Folly's Vails ; That lodg'd in Fate's , to Wifdom they confign ; The Thing they can't but purpose , they poftpones ' Tis not in Folly , not to fcorn a Fool ; And scarce in human Wisdom to do more . All Promife is poor dilatory ...
... Hands is Folly's Vails ; That lodg'd in Fate's , to Wifdom they confign ; The Thing they can't but purpose , they poftpones ' Tis not in Folly , not to fcorn a Fool ; And scarce in human Wisdom to do more . All Promife is poor dilatory ...
Sivu 24
... Death ! fhould his strong hand arreft , No compofition fets the Pris'ner free . Eternity's inexorable chain Faft binds ; and Vengeance claims the fuli Arrear . How How late I fhudder'd on the brink ? how late 24 The COMPLAINT : Night II .
... Death ! fhould his strong hand arreft , No compofition fets the Pris'ner free . Eternity's inexorable chain Faft binds ; and Vengeance claims the fuli Arrear . How How late I fhudder'd on the brink ? how late 24 The COMPLAINT : Night II .
Sivu 46
... Hand : It merits a Divine : Angels fhould paint it , Angels ever There ; There , on a Poft of Honour , and of Joy . Dare I prefume , then ? But PHILANDER bids ; And Glory tempts , and Inclination calls Yet am I ftruck ; as ftruck the ...
... Hand : It merits a Divine : Angels fhould paint it , Angels ever There ; There , on a Poft of Honour , and of Joy . Dare I prefume , then ? But PHILANDER bids ; And Glory tempts , and Inclination calls Yet am I ftruck ; as ftruck the ...
Sivu 54
... Hand , Which often cropt your Odours , Incense meet To Thought fo pure ; her flow'ry State of Mind In Joy unfal'n . Ye lovely Fugitives ! Coaval Race with Man ! for Man you fmile ; Why not smile at him too ? You share indeed His fudden ...
... Hand , Which often cropt your Odours , Incense meet To Thought fo pure ; her flow'ry State of Mind In Joy unfal'n . Ye lovely Fugitives ! Coaval Race with Man ! for Man you fmile ; Why not smile at him too ? You share indeed His fudden ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffing bleft Blifs Bliſs Bofom boundleſs Breaſt Caufe Cauſe dark Darkneſs Death defcend DEITY diftant divine Doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity ev'ry facred fafe Fame Fate feems feen fhall fhines fhould fink firſt Flame fleeps foar foft fome Fool foon Friend ftill ftrange fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf Hope human illuftrious Immortal juft laft lefs Life's loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffion paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent Pride proud Reafon rife riſe Scene Senfe ſhall Skies Song Soul ſpeak Stars ſtill ſtrike ſtrong thee Thefe Theme Themſelves theſe Thine thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth vaft Virtue whofe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh Worfe World wretched
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Sivu 20 - 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.
Sivu 7 - 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, 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.
Sivu 10 - This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule : Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death alone, can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.
Sivu 20 - 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 73 - 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
Sivu 165 - Who lives to nature, rarely can be poor ; Who lives to fancy, never can be rich. Poor is the man in debt ; the man of gold, In debt to fortune, trembles at her power.
Sivu 91 - ... ?—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 40 - Teaching, we learn; and, giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine , Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
Sivu 79 - The prisoner of amaze ! — in his blest life I see the path, and in his death the price, And in his great ascent the proof supreme Of immortality.
Sivu 128 - While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun ; As tapers waste, that instant they take fire.