 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.  The Beauties of English Poesy - Sivu 97muokkaaja - 1767 - 12 sivuaKoko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 sivua
...hours. 5 Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch, How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow Terge, Look down-on what ? A fathomless abyss ; 10 A dread eternity ! How surely mine ! And can eternity... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 sivua
...hours\ Where are' they ? with the years beyond the flood'. It is the signal' that demands despatch' : How much' is to be done ! my hopes and fears Start up alarmed', and o'er life's narrow verge Look down' — On what' ? a fathomless abyss' ! A dread eternity'... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 sivua
...departed hours; Where are they? with the years beyond the flood; It is the signal that demands despatch; How much is to be done! my hopes and .fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what? a fathomless abyss; A dread eternity !... | |
 | Orville Dewey - 1835 - 306 sivua
...urgent tokens of its hasty flight ? Well saith the poet, " It is the signal that demands despatch ; How much is to be done '. My hopes and fears Start up alarmed ; and o'er life's narrow verge, Look down — on what? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity,... | |
 | 1836 - 558 sivua
...departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what? A fathomless abyss. A dread eternity !... | |
 | James Hervey - 1837 - 730 sivua
...attentively, what is the present state, and what is likely to be the final condition of my soul. • My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd ; and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss, A vast eternity. My sins, at the same time, like an armed host,... | |
 | 1837 - 646 sivua
...pause." — Night Third. Or the vivid portrait of a person terrified at his perilous situation, where " hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down." — Or the good man uplifted above the tumulte of the world— a passage evidently in the memory... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 sivua
...hours : Where are they ? with the years beyond the flood ! It is the signal that demands despatch : How much is to be done ! my hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — On what ? a fathomless abyss ! A dread eternity... | |
 | English monthly tract society - 1838 - 634 sivua
...Bound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours — It is the signal that demands despatch. How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity —... | |
 | Orville Dewey - 1838 - 312 sivua
...urgent tokens of its hasty flight ? Well saith the poet, "It is the signal that demands despatch ; How much is to be done! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed; and o'er life's narrow verge, Look down—on what? A fathomless abyss, A dread eternity, how... | |
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