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" Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way. "
Annual Register - Page 158
edited by - 1785
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An Introduction to the Universal Explanatory Reader: Designed for Junior ...

William Pinnock - 1822 - 232 pages
...pause, nor left a void : And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. 8. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his pow'rs were bright, Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. 9. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No...
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The Christian Advocate, Volume 10

1832
...pause, nor left a void; And sure th 'Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm his powera were bright, Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.: With Murphy's Essay, Volume 6

Samuel Johnson - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided...by ; His frame was firm his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay,...
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 7-8

British anthology - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; .And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided...by ; His frame was firm his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery, throbbing pain, No cold [initiations of...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson: The Rambler

Samuel Johnson - 1825 - 687 pages
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th* Kternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his powers wore bright, 8ti Then, with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of deçà y, Death broke at...
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The works of Samuel Johnson [ed. by F.P. Walesby].

Samuel Johnson - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal master found The single talent well-employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his powVs were bright, Though now bis eightieth year was nigh. in London. Humanity, rather than desire...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.: Essay on the life and genius of Dr ...

Samuel Johnson - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal master found The single talent well-employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his pow'rs were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. in London. Humanity, rather than desire...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.: Essay on the life and genius of Dr ...

Samuel Johnson - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal master found The single talent well-employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his pow'rs were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. in London. Humanity, rather than desire...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.: Essay on the life and genius of Dr ...

Samuel Johnson - 1825
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal master found The single talent well-employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm his powVs were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. in London. Humanity, rather than desire...
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The Life of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

James Boswell - 1826
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal Master found His single talent well employ'd. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no throbs of fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay,...
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