| 1823 - 626 σελίδες
..." — That must end us, that must be oar care. To be no more. Sad care' for who would lose, Tboagh full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion?" BOOK II. LINE... | |
| William Scott - 1819 - 366 σελίδες
...cure, To be no more. Sad fate ! For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being1, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows, Ltt this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ! How he can, Is... | |
| John Aikin - 1820 - 832 σελίδες
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd remit To life obscur'd, which were a fair dismission, But throw's! them low And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? how he can, Is doubtful... | |
| William Scott - 1820 - 434 σελίδες
...this intellectual being, Those thoughts -hat wander through eternity,. To perish railur, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who know."; Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? How he can, Is... | |
| 1826 - 520 σελίδες
...reconciled to the loss of existence, for we know not how many ages. ' To be no more ; sad cure ! for who would lose Though full of pain, this intellectual...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? ' Though we are aware, that we have distorted this passage from its intended application, yet it... | |
| John Milton - 1821 - 226 σελίδες
...Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us; that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure ! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows,... | |
| John Milton - 1821 - 346 σελίδες
...unpolluted, and th' etherial mould, Incapable of stain, would soon expel 140 To be no more : sad cure ; for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that zander through eternity, To perish rather, s wallow 'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night,... | |
| British poets - 1822 - 302 σελίδες
...to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that must be our cure, To be no more : sad cure ! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost , • In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and who... | |
| John Platts - 1822 - 844 σελίδες
...the pious and benevolent alone ; and wealth is a blessing, but solely to the wise and good. — and who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...thoughts that wander through eternity ; To perish rather, swallow'd up, and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ! MILTON. To... | |
| William Scott - 1823 - 396 σελίδες
...to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that mus.t be our cure, To be no more. Sad fate ! For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? How he can, Is... | |
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