Emblems Divine and Moral, Together with Hieroglyphics of the Life of ManJ. Landsdown & J. Mills, 1808 - 277 |
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... hour ! How art thou cow'd , that had'st the pow'r to quell The spite of new - fall'n angels , baffle hell , And vie with those that stood , and vanquish those that fell ! 3 . See how the world ( whose chaste and pregnant womb Of late ...
... hour ! How art thou cow'd , that had'st the pow'r to quell The spite of new - fall'n angels , baffle hell , And vie with those that stood , and vanquish those that fell ! 3 . See how the world ( whose chaste and pregnant womb Of late ...
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... hour didst mar what Heav'n six days was making ? S. AUGUST . lib . i . de Lib . Arbit . It is a most just punishment , that man should lose that freedom which man could not use , yet had power to keep , if he would ; and that he who had ...
... hour didst mar what Heav'n six days was making ? S. AUGUST . lib . i . de Lib . Arbit . It is a most just punishment , that man should lose that freedom which man could not use , yet had power to keep , if he would ; and that he who had ...
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... of his heroic pains : Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try Her frowns or smiles : or , being born , did lie In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die ! S. AU- S. AUGUST . lib . Confess . O you that 16 Book I. EMBLEMS .
... of his heroic pains : Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try Her frowns or smiles : or , being born , did lie In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die ! S. AU- S. AUGUST . lib . Confess . O you that 16 Book I. EMBLEMS .
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... hours task perform'd , grow stiff and lame , And their immortal spirits faint and tire : At th'azure mountain's foot their labours claim The privilege of rest , where they retire To quench their burning fetlocks , and go steep Their ...
... hours task perform'd , grow stiff and lame , And their immortal spirits faint and tire : At th'azure mountain's foot their labours claim The privilege of rest , where they retire To quench their burning fetlocks , and go steep Their ...
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... hour's delay is ' death , If profit's golden finger'd charm enveigles , We clip more swift than eagles : Let Auster weep or blustr'ing Boreas roar , Till eyes or lungs be sore : Let Neptune swell , until his dropsy sides Burst into ...
... hour's delay is ' death , If profit's golden finger'd charm enveigles , We clip more swift than eagles : Let Auster weep or blustr'ing Boreas roar , Till eyes or lungs be sore : Let Neptune swell , until his dropsy sides Burst into ...
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arms art thou AUGUST beams behold BERN blast blessed blood breast breath bright brow canst thou CANTICLES crown Cupid Cyprian darkness dart dear world death delight desire disdain divine dost thou doth earth EPIG eternal Ev'n ev'ry fair faith false fast fear fire flesh flow'r fond fool fountain of eternal FRANCIS QUARLES glorious glory goeth grief hath heart heav'n Hierog honour HUGO Johnson fe Johnson Sc joys let thy live living earth Lord lust man's mercy mirth ne'er night pains Pfalm pleasure poor pow'r pris'ner Psal PSALM ravish'd repentance rest sacred scape scorn seek shade shine show'rs sins smile Snares in thy Soliloq sorrow soul soul's Sweet Phosphor taper tears tell thee there's things thou art thou hast thoughts thy face thy hand thy soul thyself torments treasure VIOLAS wanton waste wealth what's Whilst wilt wings wound
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Strona 124 - scape the flaming rod Of my offended, of my angry God ? Where shall I sojourn ? what kind sea will hide My head from thunder? where shall I abide Until his flames be...
Strona 56 - FALSE world, thou ly'st : thou canst not lend The least delight : Thy favours cannot gain a friend, They are so slight : Thy morning pleasures make an end To please at night : Poor are the wants that thou supply'st : And yet thou vaunt'st, and yet thou vy'st With Heaven ; fond earth, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st.
Strona 196 - In having all things, and not thee, what have I? Not having thee, what have my labours got? Let me enjoy but thee, what further crave I? And having thee alone, what have I not? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven, heaven unpossessed of thee.
Strona 56 - Thy babbling tongue tells golden tales Of endless treasure : Thy bounty offers easy sales Of lasting pleasure ; Thou ask'st the conscience what she ails, And swear'st to ease her ; There's none can want where thou supply'st, There's none can give where thou deny'st, Alas ! fond world, thou boast'st ; false world, thou ly'st What well-advised ear regards What earth can say?
Strona 124 - And find some desert ? if she springs away, The wings of Vengeance clip as fast as they What if some solid rock should entertain My frighted soul ? can solid rocks restrain The stroke of Justice and not cleave in twain ? Nor sea, nor shade, nor shield, nor rock, nor cave, Nor silent deserts, nor the sullen grave, What flame-eyed Fury means to smite, can save.
Strona 118 - Stay, Justice, hold ! My bowels yearn, my fainting blood grows cold, To view the trembling wretch. Methinks I spy My Father's image in the pris'ner's eye.
Strona 110 - Isr'el's sheep-fold stray ? Thou art the pilgrim's path, the blind man's eye ; The dead man's life : on thee my hopes rely ; If thou remove, I err, I grope, I die. Disclose thy sun-beams, close thy wings and stay ; See, see how I am blind and dead, and stray, O thou that art my light, my life, my way.
Strona 196 - I love the sea, — she is my fellow-creature, My careful purveyor; she provides me store; She walls me round; she makes my diet greater; She wafts my treasure from a foreign shore: But, Lord of oceans, when compared with thee, What is the ocean or her wealth to me?
Strona 188 - I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine. He is my altar, I his holy place; I am his guest, and he my living food; I'm his by penitence, he mine by grace; I'm his by purchase, he is mine by blood; He's my supporting helm, and I his vine: Thus I my best beloved's am; thus he is mine.
Strona 130 - O that they were wise, that they understood this, that they would consider their latter end!