 | Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 360 σελίδες
...lo»c, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thought! that wander through eternity I To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ?" Byron, in one of his gloomy moods, agrees with Moloch : " Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen,... | |
 | 1836 - 432 σελίδες
...woutd lose, Though. full of pain, this inteltectual being, Those thoughts that wander through etenuty! To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion V Byron, in one of his gloomy moods, agrees with Moloch : " Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen... | |
 | 1836 - 140 σελίδες
...drinking. 236. The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. 239. Who would lose, though full of pain, this intellectual...being, those thoughts that wander through eternity ? 240. Others apart, sat on a hill retired, in thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high, of providence,... | |
 | John Milton - 1837 - 524 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 knows,... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1837 - 470 σελίδες
...to spend all his rage, And that must end »s ; 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 - 1837 - 426 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 knows,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 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...being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, 30 To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and... | |
 | 1838 - 586 σελίδες
...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 ? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it, or will ever ? how he can, Is... | |
 | Hobart Caunter - 1839 - 590 σελίδες
...those resources for any rational enjoyment which they were capable of affording. Then Who would lore, Though full of pain, this intellectual being— Those...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? The sister arts of music and poetry were no doubt among the first, if they were not the very first,... | |
 | Jones Very - 1839 - 202 σελίδες
...prayed, we too might exclaim " For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, These thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion?" This activity of mind in Shakspeare, to which the theatre perhaps in some measure gave a direction,... | |
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To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid of sense and motion? 
