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Page 135 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Page 137 - The Mind, that broods o'er guilty woes, Is like the Scorpion girt by fire, In circle narrowing as it glows, The flames around their captive close, Till inly...
Page 151 - I have great love and regard towards you; and desire to win and gain your love and friendship, by a kind, just and peaceable life...
Page 85 - For I was envious at the foolish, when I saw the prosperity of the wicked. for there are no bands in their death : but their strength is firm. They are not in trouble as other men , neither are they plagued like other men.
Page 151 - God do to us, who hath made us, not to devour and destroy one another, but to live soberly and kindly together in the world.
Page 138 - Can this with faded pinion soar From rose to tulip as before? Or Beauty, blighted in an hour, Find joy within her broken bower ? No: gayer insects fluttering by !Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die, And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but their own, And every woe a tear can claim Except an erring sister's shame.
Page 136 - As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look, by death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Page 92 - But though the ancients thus their rules invade, (As kings dispense with laws themselves have made,) Moderns, beware! or if you must offend Against the precept, ne'er transgress its end; Let it be seldom, and compelled by need; And have, at least, their precedent to plead.
Page 136 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed...
Page 465 - The fruitage fair to sight, like that which grew Near that bituminous lake where Sodom flamed ; This more delusive, not the touch, but taste Deceived ; they, fondly thinking to allay Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit Chew'd bitter ashes, which the offended taste With spattering noise rejected : oft they...

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