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ambition angels beneath bless'd bliss cause creation dark dead death deep DEITY divine dread dust earth eternal fair fall fate fear feel fire flame fond fool future give glory gods grave guilt hand happiness hear heart heaven hope hour human immortal JOHN SHARPE kind leave less life's light live look LORENZO man's mankind mean mind mortal nature nature's never night o'er once pain passion past peace pleasure poor praise present pride proud reason rich rise round scene seen sense shines sight skies smile song soon soul speak sphere spirit stars strange strike tell thee theme thine things thou thought thousand throne triumph true truth turn virtue whole wing wisdom wise wish wonder wretched
Página 34 - Teaching, we learn ; and giving, we retain The births of intellect ; when dumb, forgot. Speech ventilates our intellectual fire ; Speech burnishes our mental magazine ; Brightens, for ornament ; and whets, for use.
Página 36 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Página 47 - Denied his wonted succour; nor with more Regret beheld her drooping than the bells Of lilies; fairest lilies, not so fair! '~ Queen lilies ! and ye painted populace ! Who dwell in fields, and lead ambrosial lives!
Página 291 - Retire; — the world shut out: — thy thoughts call home;— Imagination's airy wing repress, — Lock up thy senses; — let no passion stir; — Wake all to reason; — let her reign alone...
Página 278 - The soul of man was made to walk the skies ; Delightful outlet of her prison here ! There, disencumber'd from her chains, the ties Of toys terrestrial, she can rove at large, There, freely can respire, dilate, extend, In full proportion let loose all her powers ; And, undeluded, grasp at something great.
Página 146 - Horrid with frost, and turbulent with storm, Blows autumn, and his golden fruits away : Then melts into the spring: soft spring, with breath Favonian, from warm chambers of the south, Recalls the first.
Página 29 - Where shall I find him? angels, tell me where. You know him ; he is near you ; point him out. Shall I see glories beaming from his brow, Or trace his footsteps by the rising flowers?
Página 246 - There ruminates awhile, his labour lost ; Then cheers his heart with what his fate affords, And chants his sonnet to deceive the time, Till the due season calls him to repose : Thus I...
Página 21 - Youth is not rich in time ; it may be poor ; Part with it as with money, sparing; pay No moment, but in purchase of its worth ; And what its worth ask death-beds; they can tell. Part with it as with life, reluctant; big With holy hope of nobler time to come; Time higher aim'd, still nearer the great mark Of men and angels ; virtue more divine.