The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 51, Page 2C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... , Are hammer'd to the galling oar for life ; And plow the winter's wave , and reap despair . Some , for hard mafters , broken under arms , 240 245 250 In In battle lopt away , with half their limbs , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. II.
... , Are hammer'd to the galling oar for life ; And plow the winter's wave , and reap despair . Some , for hard mafters , broken under arms , 240 245 250 In In battle lopt away , with half their limbs , THE COMPLAINT , NIGHT I. II.
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... despair ! That Time is mine , O Mead ! to thee I owe ; 40 Fain would I pay thee with Eternity . But ill my genius anfwers my defire ; My fickly fong is mortal , paft thy cure . Accept the will ; -that dies not with my ftrain . For what ...
... despair ! That Time is mine , O Mead ! to thee I owe ; 40 Fain would I pay thee with Eternity . But ill my genius anfwers my defire ; My fickly fong is mortal , paft thy cure . Accept the will ; -that dies not with my ftrain . For what ...
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... despair . ” Nor is it only thus , but must be fo . 385 390 Who knows not this , though grey , is still a child . Loofe then from earth the grasp of fond defire , Weigh anchor , and fome happier clime explore . Art thou fo moor'd thou ...
... despair . ” Nor is it only thus , but must be fo . 385 390 Who knows not this , though grey , is still a child . Loofe then from earth the grasp of fond defire , Weigh anchor , and fome happier clime explore . Art thou fo moor'd thou ...
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... despair , Philander , thus , auguftly rears his head , At that black hour , which general horror fheds On the low level of th ' inglorious throng : Sweet Peace , and heavenly Hope , and humble Joy , Divinely beam on his exalted foul ...
... despair , Philander , thus , auguftly rears his head , At that black hour , which general horror fheds On the low level of th ' inglorious throng : Sweet Peace , and heavenly Hope , and humble Joy , Divinely beam on his exalted foul ...
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... despair , And rescue both ? both refcue ! both exalt ! O how are both exalted by the deed ! The wondrous deed ! or fhall I call it more ? A wonder in Omnipotence itself ! A mystery no lefs to gods than men ! 215 220 F 3 Not Not thus ...
... despair , And rescue both ? both refcue ! both exalt ! O how are both exalted by the deed ! The wondrous deed ! or fhall I call it more ? A wonder in Omnipotence itself ! A mystery no lefs to gods than men ! 215 220 F 3 Not Not thus ...
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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 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 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 146 - Its tenure sure ; its income is divine. High-built abundance, heap on heap ! for what ? To breed new wants, and beggar us the more ; Then, make a richer scramble for the throng...
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.
Page 62 - Death's tremendous blow. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and Error's wretch, Man makes a death which Nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls, And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
Page 5 - The bell strikes One. 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 1 feel the solemn sound.
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 52 - Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud, To damp our brainless ardours, and abate That glare of life which often blinds the wise. Our dying friends are pioneers, to smooth...
Page 80 - Though yet unsung, as deem'd, perhaps, too bold ? Angels are men of a superior kind ; Angels are men in lighter habit clad, High o'er celestial mountains wing'd in flight ; And men are angels, loaded for an hour, Who wade this miry vale, and climb with pain, And slippery step, the bottom of the steep.