The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Τόμος 611790 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
æther againſt ambition angels art thou aſk Becauſe bleffings bleft blifs bliſs bluſh boundleſs cauſe chimæra dæmons dark darkneſs death defcend Deity divine Doft dread duft earth endleſs eternal Ev'n facred fafe fame fate fenfe fhall fhould figh fight fing fkies fleeps fmile foft fome fong fool foon foul immortal fpirit ftill ftrange fuch fupreme fure glory grave guilt happineſs heart heaven himſelf hope hour human illuftrious juft lefs life's loft Lorenzo man's mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Narciffa nature nature's ne'er night nought numbers o'er paffion pain peace pleaſure praiſe prefent pride proud reafon rife ſcene ſcheme ſenſe ſhades ſhall ſhines ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſtars ſtill ſtorm ſtream ſuch thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne tomb truth vaft virtue virtue's whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh wretched
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 16 - 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.
Σελίδα 40 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Σελίδα 32 - 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.
Σελίδα 4 - Fate! drop the curtain; I can lose no more. Silence and Darkness! solemn sisters! twins From ancient Night, who nurse the tender thought To reason, and on reason build resolve...
Σελίδα 5 - 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.
Σελίδα 20 - 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.
Σελίδα 3 - From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave.
Σελίδα 29 - But why on time so lavish is my song? On this great theme kind Nature keeps a school, To teach her sons herself.
Σελίδα 5 - 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...
Σελίδα 249 - All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.