 | Vicesimus Knox - Conduct of life - 1791 - 510 pages
...eternity's dread brink Unapprehcnfive ; when for aught we know The very firft fwoln (urge (hall fweep us in. Think we, or think we not, time hurries on With a refiftlefs unremitting ftream, Yet treads more foft than e'er did midnight thief, That Hides his hand... | |
 | 1796 - 246 pages
...eternity's dread brink, . Unapprehenfive;—when, for aught we know, The very firft fwoln furge fhall fweep us in. Think we, or think we not, time hurries on With a refiftlefs unremitting ftream, Yet treads more foft than e'er did midnight thief, That flides his hand... | |
 | English poetry - 1800 - 322 pages
...mood To frolic on Eternity's dread brink Unapprehensive; when, for aught we know, The very first swoln surge shall sweep us in. Think we, or think we not,...With a resistless, unremitting stream; Yet treads joiore soft 'than e'er did midnight thief, That slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1802 - 160 pages
...comparison, applied to time, is happily imagined. Yet treads more soft than e'er did midnight thief, Who slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries off his prize The hand of Shakspeare could not possibly hare gone higher, or hav« touched a situation with greater... | |
 | Robert Blair - 1804 - 132 pages
...To frolic on eternity's dread brink, Unapprehensive ; when> for aught we know, The very first swoln surge shall sweep us in. Think we, or think we not,...pillow, And carries off his prize. What is this world ? What but a spacious burial field unwall'd, Strew'd with death's spoils, the spoils of animals Savage... | |
 | 1806 - 184 pages
...mood To frolic on eternity's dread brink, Unapprehensive ; when for aught we know The very first swoln surge shall sweep us in. Think we, or think we not,...pillow, And carries off his prize. What is this world ? What but a spacious burial-field unwall'd, Strew' d with death's spoils, the spoils of animals. Savage... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 pages
...brink Unapprehensive; when, for aught we know, The very first swoln surge shall sweep us in. Tliiiik we, or think we not, time hurries on With a resistless,...slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries oft' his prize. What is this world ? What, but a spacious burial-tie'd unwaU'd, .Strew'd with death's... | |
 | Edmund Burke - History - 1807 - 1014 pages
...comparison, applied to time, is happily imagined. Yet treads more soft than e'er did midnight .thief, Who slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries off his prize. — The hand of Shakspcare could not possibly have gone higher, or have touched a situation with greater... | |
 | History - 1807 - 1012 pages
...comparison, applied to time, is happily imagined. Yet treads more soft than e'er did midnight thief, Who slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries off his prize. — The hand of Shakspeare could not possibly have gone higher, or have tpucM-d a situation with greater... | |
 | English poetry - English poetry - 1809 - 308 pages
...la frolic on eternity's dread brink Unapprehensive ; when, for aught we know, The very first swol'u surge shall sweep us in. Think we, or think we not,...hand under the miser's pillow, And carries off his prize.—What is this world ? What ? but a spacious burial-field unwall'd, Strew'd with death's spoils,... | |
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Think we, or think we not, time hurries on With a resistless unremitting stream, Yet treads more soft than e'er did midnight thief, That slides his hand under the miser's pillow, And carries off his prize. 
