The poetical works of ... E. Young. With the life of the author. Cooke's ed, Volume 11799 |
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... thing E'en thou canst hope , is on the wing . Shall Newton's system be admir'd When time and motion are expir'd ? Shall fouls be curious to explore Who rul'd an orb that is no more ? Or fhall they quote the pictur'd age , From Pope's ...
... thing E'en thou canst hope , is on the wing . Shall Newton's system be admir'd When time and motion are expir'd ? Shall fouls be curious to explore Who rul'd an orb that is no more ? Or fhall they quote the pictur'd age , From Pope's ...
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... things rife in proof . While o'er my limbs Sleep's foft dominion ( pread , What though my soul fantastic measures trod O'er fairy fields , or mourn'd along the gloom Of pathlefs woods , or down the craggy steep Hurl'd headlong , swam ...
... things rife in proof . While o'er my limbs Sleep's foft dominion ( pread , What though my soul fantastic measures trod O'er fairy fields , or mourn'd along the gloom Of pathlefs woods , or down the craggy steep Hurl'd headlong , swam ...
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... things impoffible ! ( could fleep do more ? ) Of joys perpetual in perpetual change ! Of ftable pleasures on the toffing wave ! Eternal funfhine in the ftorms of life ! How richly were my noontide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries ...
... things impoffible ! ( could fleep do more ? ) Of joys perpetual in perpetual change ! Of ftable pleasures on the toffing wave ! Eternal funfhine in the ftorms of life ! How richly were my noontide trances hung With gorgeous tapestries ...
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... thing we doat on moft From that for which we doat , felicity ? 275 The smoothest course of Nature has its pains , And trueft friends , thro ' error , wound our reft . Without misfortune what calamities ! 280 And what hoftilities without ...
... thing we doat on moft From that for which we doat , felicity ? 275 The smoothest course of Nature has its pains , And trueft friends , thro ' error , wound our reft . Without misfortune what calamities ! 280 And what hoftilities without ...
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... thing they can't but purpose they poftpone . ' Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool , And fcarce in human wifdom to do more . All promife is poor dilatory man , And that thro ' ev'ry ftage . When young , indeed , In full content we ...
... thing they can't but purpose they poftpone . ' Tis not in folly not to scorn a fool , And fcarce in human wifdom to do more . All promife is poor dilatory man , And that thro ' ev'ry ftage . When young , indeed , In full content we ...
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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.