Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ImmortalityA. S. Barnes, 1856 - 516 páginas |
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... o'er the grave ! Shall we , shall aged men , like aged trees , Strike deeper their vile root , and closer cling , Still more enamored of this wretched soil ? Shall our pale , withered hands be still stretched out , Trembling , at once ...
... o'er the grave ! Shall we , shall aged men , like aged trees , Strike deeper their vile root , and closer cling , Still more enamored of this wretched soil ? Shall our pale , withered hands be still stretched out , Trembling , at once ...
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... O'er globes and sceptres , now on thrones it swells ; Now trims the midnight lamp in college cells : ' Tis Tory , Whig ; it plots , prays , preaches , pleads , Harangues in senates , squeaks in masquerades . Nor ends with life ; but ...
... O'er globes and sceptres , now on thrones it swells ; Now trims the midnight lamp in college cells : ' Tis Tory , Whig ; it plots , prays , preaches , pleads , Harangues in senates , squeaks in masquerades . Nor ends with life ; but ...
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... , And boid to triumph o'er my own ! Prophetic schemes And golden dreams May I unsanguine cast away ! Have what I have , And live , not leave , Enamoured of the present day ! My hours my own , My faults unknown , My 22 LIFE AND CHARACTER.
... , And boid to triumph o'er my own ! Prophetic schemes And golden dreams May I unsanguine cast away ! Have what I have , And live , not leave , Enamoured of the present day ! My hours my own , My faults unknown , My 22 LIFE AND CHARACTER.
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... o'er a slumb'ring world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the gen'ral pulse Of life stood still , and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic ...
... o'er a slumb'ring world . Silence how dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor list'ning ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the gen'ral pulse Of life stood still , and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause ! prophetic ...
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... o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun ; strike wisdom from my soul ; 30 35 40 28. Silence and Darkness : A beautiful appeal is made to these imaginary personages for assistance , who ...
... o'er the rising ball ; O Thou , whose word from solid darkness struck That spark , the sun ; strike wisdom from my soul ; 30 35 40 28. Silence and Darkness : A beautiful appeal is made to these imaginary personages for assistance , who ...
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Página 95 - 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.
Página 330 - It shall never be inhabited, neither shall it be dwelt in from generation to generation: neither shall the Arabian pitch tent there; neither shall the shepherds make their fold there. But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Página 429 - Archangel: but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrenched, and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate* pride Waiting revenge. Cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Página 124 - 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.
Página 378 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors
Página 284 - THERE is a glorious city in the sea. The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible ; and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Página 96 - At thirty, man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; us At fifty, chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves ; and re-resolves ; then dies the same.
Página 77 - From different natures marvellously' mixt, Connexion exquisite of distant worlds*! Distinguished link in being's endless chain*! Midway from nothing' to the Deity*! A beam ethereal', sullied', and absorpt*! Though sullied*, and dishonour'd', still divine*? Dim miniature' of greatness absolute*! An heir of glory/! a frail child of dust*! Helpless immortal'! insect infinite*! A worm'! a god*! — I tremble' at myself, And in myself am lost*!
Página 111 - The man who consecrates his hours By vigorous effort, and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of life and death : He walks with nature ; and her paths are peace.
Página 165 - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain ; Were death denied, to live would not be life ; Were death denied, even fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure : we fall ; we rise ; we reign ! Spring from our fetters ; fasten in the skies ; Where blooming Eden withers in our sight : Death gives us more than was in Eden lost. This king of terrors is the prince of peace.