The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Volume 3D. Browne, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, J. Rivington, S. Crowder and Company, C. Corbett, J. Jackson, R. and J. Dodsley, and J. Richardson., 1762 |
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Reason bids , « All sacred reason . " Hold her sacred still ; Nor ihalt thou want a
rival in thy flame : All - facred reason ! source , and soul , of all Demanding praise
, on earth , or earth above ! My heart is thine : Deep in its inmost folds , Live thou ...
Reason bids , « All sacred reason . " Hold her sacred still ; Nor ihalt thou want a
rival in thy flame : All - facred reason ! source , and soul , of all Demanding praise
, on earth , or earth above ! My heart is thine : Deep in its inmost folds , Live thou ...
Page 95
1 " Tis reason's voice obey'd His glories crown ; To give lost reason life , He pour'
d his own : Believe , and shew the reason of a man ; Believe , and taste the
pleasure of a God ; Believe , and look with triumph on the tomb : Thro ' reason's ...
1 " Tis reason's voice obey'd His glories crown ; To give lost reason life , He pour'
d his own : Believe , and shew the reason of a man ; Believe , and taste the
pleasure of a God ; Believe , and look with triumph on the tomb : Thro ' reason's ...
Page 191
Thirst of applause is virtue's second guard ; Reason , her first ; but reason wants
an aid ; Our private reason is a flatterer ; Thirst of applause calls public judgment
in , To poise our own , to keep an even scale , And give endanger'd virtue fairer ...
Thirst of applause is virtue's second guard ; Reason , her first ; but reason wants
an aid ; Our private reason is a flatterer ; Thirst of applause calls public judgment
in , To poise our own , to keep an even scale , And give endanger'd virtue fairer ...
Page 195
But grant their phrensy lafts ; their phrenfy fails To disappoint one providential
end , For which heav'n blew up ardor in our hearts : Were reason filent ,
boundless paffion speaks A future scene of boundlefs objects too , And brings
glad tidings ...
But grant their phrensy lafts ; their phrenfy fails To disappoint one providential
end , For which heav'n blew up ardor in our hearts : Were reason filent ,
boundless paffion speaks A future scene of boundlefs objects too , And brings
glad tidings ...
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So weak our reason , and so great our God , What most surprises in the sacred
page , Or full as strange , or stranger , must be true . Faith is not reason's labour ,
but repose . To faith , and virtue , why so backward , man ? From hence : -- The ...
So weak our reason , and so great our God , What most surprises in the sacred
page , Or full as strange , or stranger , must be true . Faith is not reason's labour ,
but repose . To faith , and virtue , why so backward , man ? From hence : -- The ...
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Page 72 - These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and Error's wretch, Man makes a death which Nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls, And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
Page 18 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 7 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Page 19 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, For ever on the brink of being born.' All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
Page 9 - This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule : Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death alone, can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us, embryos of existence, free.
Page 41 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Page 52 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young , And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good...
Page 36 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Page 168 - tis revolution all ; All change ; no death. Day follows night ; and night The dying day ; stars rise, and set, and rise ; Earth takes th
Page 52 - Transfixt by fate (who loves a lofty mark) How from the summit of the grove she fell, And left it unharmonious ! All its charms Extinguisht in the wonders of her song ! Her song still vibrates in my ravisht ear, Still melting there, and with voluptuous pain (O to forget her !) thrilling thro...
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| Title | The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Volume 3 The Works of the Author of the Night-thoughts: In Four Volumes, Charles Hitch |
| Author | Edward Young |
| Contributors | Daniel Browne, Charles Hitch, Lacy Hawes |
| Publisher | D. Browne, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, J. Rivington, S. Crowder and Company, C. Corbett, J. Jackson, R. and J. Dodsley, and J. Richardson., 1762 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 26 Sep 2006 |
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