The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts (Google eBook)

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F. and C. Rivington, 1802 - 383 pages
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Page 98 - Some angel guide my pencil, while I draw, What nothing less than angel can exceed, A man on earth devoted to the skies; Like ships in seas, while in, above the world. With aspect mild, and elevated eye, Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs of sense, and passion's storm ; All the black cares and tumults of this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his feet, Excite his pity, not impair his peace.
Page 99 - An empire in his balance weighs a grain. They things terrestrial worship as divine : His hopes immortal blow them by as dust, That dims his sight, and shortens his survey, Which longs in infinite to lose all bound. Titles and honours (if they prove his fate) He lays aside to find his dignity; No dignity they find in aught besides.
Page 207 - The Nephilim were on the earth in those days, and also afterward, when the sons of God came in to the daughters of men, and they bore children to them. These were the mighty men that were of old, the men of renown.
Page 370 - Praise him, all ye angels of his : praise him, all his host. Praise him, sun and moon : praise him, all ye stars and light.
Page 132 - Wrought through varieties of shape and shade, In ample folds of drapery divine, Thy flowing mantle form ; and, heaven throughout, Voluminously pour thy pompous train.
Page 147 - The soul of man was made to walk the skies, Delightful outlet of her prison here ! There, disencumber'd from her chains, the ties Of toys terrestrial, she can rove at large ; There freely can respire, dilate, extend, In full proportion let loose all her powers, And, undeluded, grasp at something great. Nor as a stranger does she wander there, But, wonderful herself, through wonder strays ; Contemplating their grandeur, finds her own ; Dives deep in their economy divine, Sits high in judgment on their...
Page 155 - t were not absurd To doubt, if beams, set out at nature's birth, Are yet arriv'd at this so foreign world ; Though nothing half so rapid as their flight. An eye of awe and wonder let me roll, And roll for ever : who can satiate sight In such a scene ? in such an ocean wide Of deep astonishment ? where depth, height, breadth, Are lost in their extremes ; and where to count The thick-sown glories in this field of fire, Perhaps a seraph's computation fails.
Page 119 - At the destined hour, By the loud trumpet summon'd to the charge, See, all the formidable sons of fire, Eruptions, earthquakes, comets, lightnings play Their various engines ; all at once disgorge Their blazing magazines ; and take, by storm, This poor terrestrial citadel of man. Amazing period! when each mountain-height Out-burns Vesuvius ; rocks eternal pour Their melted mass, as rivers once they pour'd ; Stars rash; and final ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation...
Page 120 - From tenfold darkness ; sudden as the spark From smitten steel ; from nitrous grain, the blaze. Man, starting from his couch, shall sleep no more ! The day is broke, which never more shall close J Above, around, beneath, amazement all ! Terror and glory join'd in their extremes ! Our GOD in grandeur, and our world on fire...
Page 121 - Heaven opens in their bosoms : but how rare, Ah me ! that magnanimity, how rare ! What hero, like the man who stands himself; Who dares to meet his naked heart alone ; Who hears, intrepid, the full charge it brings, Resolv'd to silence future murmurs there ? The coward flies- and, flying, is undone.

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