The poetical works of ... E. Young. With the life of the author. Cooke's ed, Volume 11799 |
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... turns , And , his guard falling , crushes him to death . 270 Not Happiness itself makes good her name ; } Our very wishes give us not our with . How diftant oft the thing we doat on moft From that for which we doat , felicity ? 275 The ...
... turns , And , his guard falling , crushes him to death . 270 Not Happiness itself makes good her name ; } Our very wishes give us not our with . How diftant oft the thing we doat on moft From that for which we doat , felicity ? 275 The ...
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... turns , Oft the first inftant its idea fair 360 To labouring thought is born . How dim our eye ! The prefent moment terminates our fight ; Clouds , thick as thofe on doomsday , drown the next : We penetrate , we prophefy in vain . Time ...
... turns , Oft the first inftant its idea fair 360 To labouring thought is born . How dim our eye ! The prefent moment terminates our fight ; Clouds , thick as thofe on doomsday , drown the next : We penetrate , we prophefy in vain . Time ...
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... turn my thoughts on thee And thine ; on themes may profit ; profit there Where most they need . Themes , too , the genuine growth Of dear Philander's duft . He thus , tho ' dead , 15 May ftill befriend . - What themes ? Time's wondrous ...
... turn my thoughts on thee And thine ; on themes may profit ; profit there Where most they need . Themes , too , the genuine growth Of dear Philander's duft . He thus , tho ' dead , 15 May ftill befriend . - What themes ? Time's wondrous ...
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... turning all to gold ; This the good heart's prerogative to raise A royal tribute from the pooreft hours ; Immenfe revenue ! ev'ry moment pays , If nothing more than purpofe in thy pow'r , Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed . Who does ...
... turning all to gold ; This the good heart's prerogative to raise A royal tribute from the pooreft hours ; Immenfe revenue ! ev'ry moment pays , If nothing more than purpofe in thy pow'r , Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed . Who does ...
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... turn'd : To man's falfe optics ( from his folly falfe ) Time , in advance , behind him hides his wings , And feems to creep decrepit with his age . Behold him when paft by ; what then is feen But his broad pinions fwifter than the winds ...
... turn'd : To man's falfe optics ( from his folly falfe ) Time , in advance , behind him hides his wings , And feems to creep decrepit with his age . Behold him when paft by ; what then is feen But his broad pinions fwifter than the winds ...
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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.