Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and ImmortalityF. and C. Rivington, 1802 - 361 pages |
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... sense : " and it should seem likewise , that he pos- sessed a zeal for religion with little of its practical influence ; for , with all his gaiety and ambition , he was an advocate for At the instigation of this peer , he was once ...
... sense : " and it should seem likewise , that he pos- sessed a zeal for religion with little of its practical influence ; for , with all his gaiety and ambition , he was an advocate for At the instigation of this peer , he was once ...
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... sense ; For rattles , and conceits of ev'ry cast , For change of follies , and relays of joy , To drag your patient through the tedious length Of a short winter's day - say , sages ! say , Wit's oracles ! say , dreamers of gay dreams ...
... sense ; For rattles , and conceits of ev'ry cast , For change of follies , and relays of joy , To drag your patient through the tedious length Of a short winter's day - say , sages ! say , Wit's oracles ! say , dreamers of gay dreams ...
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... sense dark - prison'd all that ought to soar ; Prone to the centre ; crawling in the dust ; Dismounted ev'ry great and glorious aim ; Embruted ev'ry faculty divine ; Heart - bury'd in the rubbish of the world . 34 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
... sense dark - prison'd all that ought to soar ; Prone to the centre ; crawling in the dust ; Dismounted ev'ry great and glorious aim ; Embruted ev'ry faculty divine ; Heart - bury'd in the rubbish of the world . 34 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
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... thou no friend to set thy mind abroach ; Good Sense will stagnate . Thoughts shut up , want air , And spoil , like bales unopen'd to the sun . Had thought been all , sweet speech had been deny'd 38 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
... thou no friend to set thy mind abroach ; Good Sense will stagnate . Thoughts shut up , want air , And spoil , like bales unopen'd to the sun . Had thought been all , sweet speech had been deny'd 38 NIGHT II . THE COMPLAINT .
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... Sense runs savage , broke from Reason's chain , And sings false peace , till smother'd by the pall . My fortune is unlike ; unlike my song ; Unlike the deity my song invokes . I to Day's soft - ey'd sister pay my court , ( ENDYMION's ...
... Sense runs savage , broke from Reason's chain , And sings false peace , till smother'd by the pall . My fortune is unlike ; unlike my song ; Unlike the deity my song invokes . I to Day's soft - ey'd sister pay my court , ( ENDYMION's ...
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Page 18 - 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 19 - 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.
Page 12 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Page xi - In his Night Thoughts he has exhibited a very wide display of original poetry, variegated with deep reflections and striking allusions, a wilderness of thought, in which the fertility of fancy scatters flowers of every hue and of every odour. This is one of the few poems in which blank verse could not be changed for rhyme but with disadvantage.
Page 8 - A worm ! a god ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger. Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own : How reason reels ! О what a miracle to man is man.
Page 6 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic of her end.
Page 18 - 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.
Page 9 - This is the desert, this the solitude : How populous, how vital, is the grave! This is creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom ; The land of apparitions, empty shades ! All, all on earth is shadow, all beyond Is substance ; the reverse is folly's creed?
Page 72 - 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
Page 264 - Some angel guide my pencil, while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed, A man on earth devoted to the skies ; Like ships at sea, while in, above the world. With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares, and tumults, of this life, (Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet) Excite his pity, not impair his peace.