The poetical works of ... E. Young. With the life of the author. Cooke's ed, Volume 11799 |
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... glory ! a frail child of duft ! Helpless immortal ! infect infinite ! A worm ! a god ! -I tremble at myself , And in myself am loft . At home a stranger , Thought wanders up and down , furpris'd , aghaft , And wond'ring at her own . How ...
... glory ! a frail child of duft ! Helpless immortal ! infect infinite ! A worm ! a god ! -I tremble at myself , And in myself am loft . At home a stranger , Thought wanders up and down , furpris'd , aghaft , And wond'ring at her own . How ...
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... glory . - Doft thou mourn Philander's fate ? I know thou fay'ft it : fays thy life the fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of time , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of death ...
... glory . - Doft thou mourn Philander's fate ? I know thou fay'ft it : fays thy life the fame ? He mourns the dead , who lives as they defire . Where is that thirst , that avarice of time , ( O glorious avarice ! ) thought of death ...
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... glory , gain ? ( These heaven benign in vital union binds ) And fport we like the natives of the bough , When vernal funs infpire ? Amusement reigns , Man's great demand : to trifle is to live : And is it then a trifle , too , to die ...
... glory , gain ? ( These heaven benign in vital union binds ) And fport we like the natives of the bough , When vernal funs infpire ? Amusement reigns , Man's great demand : to trifle is to live : And is it then a trifle , too , to die ...
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... glory lighted at the skies , And caft in fhadows his illuftrious clofe . Strange ! the theme most affecting , moft fublime , 610 Momentous moft to man , fhould fleep unfung ! And yet it fleeps , by genius unawak'd , Painim or Chriftian ...
... glory lighted at the skies , And caft in fhadows his illuftrious clofe . Strange ! the theme most affecting , moft fublime , 610 Momentous moft to man , fhould fleep unfung ! And yet it fleeps , by genius unawak'd , Painim or Chriftian ...
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... glory to his God ! Man's glory heav'n vouchsafes to call her own , 670 675 We gaze , we weep ; mix'd tears of grief and joy ! 680 Amazement ftrikes ! devotion burfts to flame ! Chriftians adore ! and infidels believe . 685 As fome tall ...
... glory to his God ! Man's glory heav'n vouchsafes to call her own , 670 675 We gaze , we weep ; mix'd tears of grief and joy ! 680 Amazement ftrikes ! devotion burfts to flame ! Chriftians adore ! and infidels believe . 685 As fome tall ...
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Page 43 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
Page 25 - 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 15 - 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 197 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Page 57 - While reason and religion, better taught, Congratulate the dead, and crown his tomb With wreath triumphant.
Page 62 - From darkness, teeming darkness, where I lay The worm's inferior, and, in rank, beneath The dust I tread on, high to bear my brow, To drink the spirit of the golden day, And triumph in existence ; and couldst know No motive, but my bliss ; and hast ordain'd A rise in blessing ! with the patriarch's joy...
Page 30 - How heavily we drag the load of life! Blest leisure is our curse; like that of Cain, It makes us wander, wander earth around, To fly that tyrant Thought. As Atlas groan'd The world beneath, we groan beneath an hour.
Page 25 - How excellent that life they ne'er will lead! Time lodg'd in their own hands is Folly's vails ; That lodg'd in Fate's to wisdom they consign ; The thing they can't but purpose they postpone.
Page 119 - Enjoy the various riches nature yields ; Far nobler ! give the riches they enjoy ; Give taste to fruits ; and harmony to groves ; Their radiant beams to gold, and gold's bright...
Page 21 - Here, plung'd in mines, forgets a sun was made. There, beings deathless as their haughty lord, Are hammer'd to the galling oar for life ; And plough the winter's wave, and reap despair. Some, for hard masters, broken under arms, In battle lopt away, with half their limbs, Beg bitter bread thro' realms their valour sav'd, If so the tyrant, or his minion, doom.