The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 611790 |
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... storms of life ! 165 How richly were my noon - tide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries of pictur'd joys ! Joy behind joy , in endless perfpective ! 170 Till at death's toll , whose restless iron tongue Calls daily for his millions at ...
... storms of life ! 165 How richly were my noon - tide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries of pictur'd joys ! Joy behind joy , in endless perfpective ! 170 Till at death's toll , whose restless iron tongue Calls daily for his millions at ...
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... Storm , and Fire , Inteftine broils , Oppreffion , with her heart Wrapt up in triple brafs , befiege mankind . God's image difinherited of day , Here , plung'd in mines , forgets a fun was made . There , beings deathlefs as their ...
... Storm , and Fire , Inteftine broils , Oppreffion , with her heart Wrapt up in triple brafs , befiege mankind . God's image difinherited of day , Here , plung'd in mines , forgets a fun was made . There , beings deathlefs as their ...
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... storm Thrown off to fea , and soon to perish there ? Will toys amufe ? No : Thrones will then be toys , And earth and skies feem duft upon the scale . Redeem we time ? -Its lofs we dearly buy . What pleads Lorenzo for his high - priz'd ...
... storm Thrown off to fea , and soon to perish there ? Will toys amufe ? No : Thrones will then be toys , And earth and skies feem duft upon the scale . Redeem we time ? -Its lofs we dearly buy . What pleads Lorenzo for his high - priz'd ...
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... storm ! and yet he fleeps , As the ftorm rock'd to reft . - Throw Years away ? Throw Empires , and be blameless . Moments feize ; 305 Heaven's on their wing : A moment we may with , When worlds want wealth to buy . Bid Day stand still ...
... storm ! and yet he fleeps , As the ftorm rock'd to reft . - Throw Years away ? Throw Empires , and be blameless . Moments feize ; 305 Heaven's on their wing : A moment we may with , When worlds want wealth to buy . Bid Day stand still ...
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... , than gain'd in joy . Like bloffom'd trees o'erturn'd by vernal storm , Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay ; 95 100- And if in death ftill lovely , lovelier There 105 Far Far lovlier ! pity fwells the tide of love . 46 YOUNG'S POEM S.
... , than gain'd in joy . Like bloffom'd trees o'erturn'd by vernal storm , Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay ; 95 100- And if in death ftill lovely , lovelier There 105 Far Far lovlier ! pity fwells the tide of love . 46 YOUNG'S POEM S.
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Page 16 - 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 40 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Page 32 - 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.
Page 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Page 5 - 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.
Page 20 - 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.
Page 3 - From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave.
Page 29 - But why on time so lavish is my song? On this great theme kind Nature keeps a school, To teach her sons herself.
Page 5 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death; And from each scene the noblest truths inspire. Nor less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason, reason ; my best will...
Page 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.