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... bless'd mankind , and rescued me ! " The reader will notice how , in this noble passage , the in- dividual sentences and points are all subordinated to the main purpose of the poet , and being subjected to the general stress of the ...
... bless'd mankind , and rescued me ! " The reader will notice how , in this noble passage , the in- dividual sentences and points are all subordinated to the main purpose of the poet , and being subjected to the general stress of the ...
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... his wing of fire , Soar'd where I sink , and sung immortal man ! How had it bless'd mankind , and rescued me ! His , who made : ' Pope . 16 452 460 ON TIME , DEATH , AND FRIENDSHIP . TO THE ON LIFE , DEATH , AND IMMORTALITY . 19.
... his wing of fire , Soar'd where I sink , and sung immortal man ! How had it bless'd mankind , and rescued me ! His , who made : ' Pope . 16 452 460 ON TIME , DEATH , AND FRIENDSHIP . TO THE ON LIFE , DEATH , AND IMMORTALITY . 19.
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... bless'd art of turning all to gold ; This , the good heart's prerogative to raise A royal tribute from the poorest hours ; 54 62 70 80 Immense revenue ! every moment pays . If nothing more ON TIME , DEATH , AND FRIENDSHIP . 25.
... bless'd art of turning all to gold ; This , the good heart's prerogative to raise A royal tribute from the poorest hours ; 54 62 70 80 Immense revenue ! every moment pays . If nothing more ON TIME , DEATH , AND FRIENDSHIP . 25.
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... bless'd son of foresight ! lord of fate ! That awful independent on to - morrow ! Whose work is done ; who triumphs in the past ; Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile ; Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; That ...
... bless'd son of foresight ! lord of fate ! That awful independent on to - morrow ! Whose work is done ; who triumphs in the past ; Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile ; Nor , like the Parthian , wound him as they fly ; That ...
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... bless'd heirs of half their mother's tongue ! ' Tis thought's exchange , which , like th ' alternate push Of waves conflicting , breaks the learned scum , And defecates the student's standing pool . In contemplation is his proud ...
... bless'd heirs of half their mother's tongue ! ' Tis thought's exchange , which , like th ' alternate push Of waves conflicting , breaks the learned scum , And defecates the student's standing pool . In contemplation is his proud ...
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Strona 18 - Unanxious for ourselves, and only wish As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. 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.
Strona 17 - 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.
Strona 7 - The bell strikes one. 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?
Strona 212 - Each branch of piety delight inspires ; Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulf, and all its horror hides ; Praise, the sweet exhalation of our joy, That joy exalts, and makes it sweeter still ; Prayer ardent opens heaven, lets down a stream Of glory on the consecrated hour Of man, in audience with the Deity.
Strona 6 - Silence and darkness ! solemn sisters! twins From ancient night, who nurse the tender thought! To reason, and on reason build resolve (That column of true majesty in man,) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave, your kingdom : there this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine.
Strona 6 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause, An awful pause ! prophetic of her end.
Strona 34 - 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.
Strona 67 - 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.
Strona 17 - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," 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...
Strona 10 - And is it in the flight of threescore years To push eternity from human thought, And smother souls immortal in the dust? A soul immortal, spending all her fires, Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, Thrown into tumult, raptur'd, or alarm'd At aught this scene can threaten or indulge, Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.