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Thus it stands The father ' s fixt - Don Carlos cannot wed Alonzo may — but that
will hurt his friend Nor can he ask his leave - If he did , He might not gain it - It is
hard to give Our own consent to ills , tho ' we must bear them . Were it not then a ...
Thus it stands The father ' s fixt - Don Carlos cannot wed Alonzo may — but that
will hurt his friend Nor can he ask his leave - If he did , He might not gain it - It is
hard to give Our own consent to ills , tho ' we must bear them . Were it not then a ...
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Twas but gaining of one night . ALONZO . One night ! ZANGA . That crime could
ne ' er return again . ALONZO . Again ! By heav ' n , thou dost insult thy lord .
Temptation ! One night gain ' d ! O stings and death ! And am I then undone ?
Twas but gaining of one night . ALONZO . One night ! ZANGA . That crime could
ne ' er return again . ALONZO . Again ! By heav ' n , thou dost insult thy lord .
Temptation ! One night gain ' d ! O stings and death ! And am I then undone ?
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Had I ten thousand lives , I ' d give them all To be deceiv ' d : I fear ' tis doomsday
with me ; And yet she seem ' d so pure , that I thought heav ' n Borrow ' d her form
for Virtue ' s self to swear , To gain her lovers with the sons of men . [ Exit Alon .
Had I ten thousand lives , I ' d give them all To be deceiv ' d : I fear ' tis doomsday
with me ; And yet she seem ' d so pure , that I thought heav ' n Borrow ' d her form
for Virtue ' s self to swear , To gain her lovers with the sons of men . [ Exit Alon .
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My martial glory withers at the thought : But great my end ; and since there are no
other , These means are just ; they shine with borrow ' d light , Illustrious from the
purpose they pursue . And greater sure my merit , who , to gain A point sublime ...
My martial glory withers at the thought : But great my end ; and since there are no
other , These means are just ; they shine with borrow ' d light , Illustrious from the
purpose they pursue . And greater sure my merit , who , to gain A point sublime ...
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... mortal pangs , By hatred and contempt : I should despise her ; And all my love -
bred agonies would vanish . ZANGA . Ah ! were I sure of that , my lordALONZO .
What then ? ZANGA . You should not hazard life to gain the secret . ALONZO .
... mortal pangs , By hatred and contempt : I should despise her ; And all my love -
bred agonies would vanish . ZANGA . Ah ! were I sure of that , my lordALONZO .
What then ? ZANGA . You should not hazard life to gain the secret . ALONZO .
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ALONZO angels ANTIGONUS arms bear beneath bliss blood brother Carlos cause crime dare dark dead death DEMETRIUS divine dost dreadful dust Dymas earth empire Enter ERIXENE eternal ev'ry fair fall fate father fear feel fire flame fool gain give glory gods grave groan guilt hand happiness hear heart heav'n hope hour human immortal kind KING leave LEONORA less live look lord LORENZO lost mean mind mortal nature never night o'er once pain passion peace PERICLES PERSEUS praise pride rage reason rise Rome scene sigh sight skies smile sons soon soul speak strike strong sure tears tell thee theme thine thou thought thro throne tremble true truth turn vengeance virtue wing wisdom wise wish wounds wretched ZANGA
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Page 214 - 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.
Page 232 - 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. Their answers form what men Experience call ; If Wisdom's friend, her best ; -if not, worst foe.
Page 203 - 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 surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful is man...
Page 215 - Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool, And scarce in human wisdom to do more. All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage. When young, indeed...
Page 206 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Page 202 - Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Page 350 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits, away: Then melts into the spring : soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first. All, to re-flourish, fades ; As in a wheel, all sinks, to re-ascend. Emblems of man, who passes, not expires. With this minute distinction, emblems just, Nature revolves, but man advances ; both Eternal ; that a circle, this a line. That gravitates, this soars. Th' aspiring soul, Ardent, and tremulous,...
Page 255 - Smitten friends Are angels sent on errands full of love ; For us they languish, and for us they die...
Page 347 - 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.
Page 205 - 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.
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| Title | The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Volume 2 The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Edward Young Volume 2 of The works of the author of the Night-thoughts. Revised and corrected by himself, Edward Young |
| Author | Edward Young |
| Publisher | J. Cundee, 1802 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 11 Apr 2006 |
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