The Works Of The Author Of The Night-Thoughts: In Three Volumes, Volume 2J. Dodsley, C. Dilly, T. Cadell ... [and 10 others], 1792 - 339 pages |
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... ev'ry moment is an age of pain . As he is going out , Enter ZANGA and ALONZO , ZANCA Stops CARLOS . ZANGA . Is this Don Carlos ? This the boafted friend ? How can you turn your back upon his sadness ? Look on him ; and then leave him ...
... ev'ry moment is an age of pain . As he is going out , Enter ZANGA and ALONZO , ZANCA Stops CARLOS . ZANGA . Is this Don Carlos ? This the boafted friend ? How can you turn your back upon his sadness ? Look on him ; and then leave him ...
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... ev'ry fear , And be a man again - Had he enjoy'd her , Be most affur'd , he had refign'd her to you With lefs reluctance . ALONZO . Ha ! refign her to me ! VOL . II . E Refign Refign her ! Who refign'd her ? -Double death ! A 49 TRAGEDY .
... ev'ry fear , And be a man again - Had he enjoy'd her , Be most affur'd , he had refign'd her to you With lefs reluctance . ALONZO . Ha ! refign her to me ! VOL . II . E Refign Refign her ! Who refign'd her ? -Double death ! A 49 TRAGEDY .
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... ev'ry act of life ; And on our pillow watch each fecret thought ; Nay , fee it in its embryo , yet unborn . But their wrath ceases on remorse for guilt ; And well I know your forrows touch your fons ; Nor is it poffible but time muft ...
... ev'ry act of life ; And on our pillow watch each fecret thought ; Nay , fee it in its embryo , yet unborn . But their wrath ceases on remorse for guilt ; And well I know your forrows touch your fons ; Nor is it poffible but time muft ...
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... ev'ry little breath misfortune blows ; Till , left quite naked of their happiness , In the chill blasts of winter they expire . This is the common lot . Have comfort then : Your grief will damp the triumph . KING . It is over . Hear ...
... ev'ry little breath misfortune blows ; Till , left quite naked of their happiness , In the chill blasts of winter they expire . This is the common lot . Have comfort then : Your grief will damp the triumph . KING . It is over . Hear ...
Page 133
... aw'd yourselves , and tremble at it , While in a father's hand . Defers the business . DYMAS . My lord , your warmth KING . Am I then too warm ? K 3 They They that should shelter me from ev'ry blast , To A TRAGEDY . 133.
... aw'd yourselves , and tremble at it , While in a father's hand . Defers the business . DYMAS . My lord , your warmth KING . Am I then too warm ? K 3 They They that should shelter me from ev'ry blast , To A TRAGEDY . 133.
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The Works of the Author of the Night-Thoughts, Vol. 1 of 3 (Classic Reprint) Edward Young No preview available - 2018 |
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Afide againſt ALONZO angels ANTIGONUS art thou aſk Becauſe bleft blifs bliſs blood bofom breaſt brother cauſe dæmon darkneſs death DEMETRIUS deſpair divine doft Don Carlos dreadful duft DYMAS earth ERIXENE eternal Ev'n ev'ry facred fame fate father fhall figh fight fince firſt fmiles foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul friendſhip ftill ftrike fuch fure give glory gods grave groan guilt happineſs heart heav'n himſelf immortal juft KING laſt lefs LEONORA loft lord LORENZO Macedon moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nature nature's ne'er night o'er paffion pain peace PERICLES PERSEUS pleaſure POSTHUMIUS pow'r praiſe raiſe reaſon rife Rome ſcene ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſtill ſuch tears thee theſe thine thoſe thou thought thouſand Thrace thro throne tranſport tremble vengeance virtue whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wounds wretched ZANGA
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Page 204 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; 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.
Page 203 - 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 193 - 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 219 - That common, but opprobrious lot ! past hours, If not by guilt, yet wound us by their flight, If folly bounds our prospect by the grave...
Page 204 - ... immortal. All men think all men mortal but themselves ; Themselves, when some alarming shock of Fate Strikes through their wounded hearts the sudden dread : But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close; where past the shaft no trace is found.
Page 193 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death; And from each scene the noblest truths inspire. Nor less inspire my conduct than my song ; Teach my best reason, reason ; my best will...
Page 215 - Like num'rous wings around him, as he flies : Or, rather, as unequal plumes, they shape His ample pinions, swift as darted flame, To gain his goal, to reach his ancient...
Page 241 - 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 203 - For ever on the brink of being born. All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel; and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise; At least their own; their future selves applauds.
Page 252 - 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.