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... gives to ev'ry object ev'ry dye . Beware the mad Advent'rer : bold and blind She hoists her fail , and drives with ev'ry wind ; Deaf as the storm to finking Virtue's groan , Nor heeds a Friend's destruction , or her own . Let clear - ey ...
... gives to ev'ry object ev'ry dye . Beware the mad Advent'rer : bold and blind She hoists her fail , and drives with ev'ry wind ; Deaf as the storm to finking Virtue's groan , Nor heeds a Friend's destruction , or her own . Let clear - ey ...
Page xxv
... give , impart : And pour a moral transport o'er the heart . Fantastic Wit shoots momentary fires , 485 And , like a meteor , while we gaze , expires : Wit kindled by the fulph'rous breath of Vice , 489 Like the blue lightning , while it ...
... give , impart : And pour a moral transport o'er the heart . Fantastic Wit shoots momentary fires , 485 And , like a meteor , while we gaze , expires : Wit kindled by the fulph'rous breath of Vice , 489 Like the blue lightning , while it ...
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... gives not thee to know , But gives that Hope to be thy bleffing now . Hope fprings eternal in the human breast : Man never Is , but always To be blest : The foul , uneafy , and confin'd from home , Refts and expatiates in a life to come ...
... gives not thee to know , But gives that Hope to be thy bleffing now . Hope fprings eternal in the human breast : Man never Is , but always To be blest : The foul , uneafy , and confin'd from home , Refts and expatiates in a life to come ...
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... gives too little , there too much : Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , If Man's unhappy , God's unjust ; If Man alone ingrofs not Heav'n's high care , Alone made perfect here , immortal there : Snatch from his hand ...
... gives too little , there too much : Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , If Man's unhappy , God's unjust ; If Man alone ingrofs not Heav'n's high care , Alone made perfect here , immortal there : Snatch from his hand ...
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... gives , and what denies ? VII . Far as Creation's ample range extends , The scale of fenfual , mental pow'rs afcends : Mark how it mounts to Man's imperial race , From the green myriads in the peopled grass : What modes of fight betwixt ...
... gives , and what denies ? VII . Far as Creation's ample range extends , The scale of fenfual , mental pow'rs afcends : Mark how it mounts to Man's imperial race , From the green myriads in the peopled grass : What modes of fight betwixt ...
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againſt Balaam beft beſt bleffing bleft blifs bliſs breaſt Cæfar Catiline Cauſe confifts Dæmon defign deſtroy eaſe Epiftle ev'n ev'ry Expence expreffed faid falfe fame fatire fave feen fenfe ferves fhall fhew fhine fhould fince firft firſt folly fome Fool foul ftill ftrength fubject fuch fure gen'ral gives Happineſs heart Heav'n himſelf inftance Inigo Jones int'reft itſelf juft juſt King knave laft laſt lefs Lord Mankind mind moft moſt muſt Nature Nature's never o'er obferve OURSELVES TO KNOW Parterres perfon pleaſe pleaſure poet pow'r praiſe pride principle purpoſe purſue raiſe Reaſon reft reſt rife ruling Angels ruling Paffion Self-love Senfe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſmall ſtate ſtill tafte Taſte thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro truth Twas univerfal uſe VARIATIONS Vice Virtue wealth whofe Whore whoſe wife Wiſdom
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Page 56 - Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ? Where grows ? — where grows it not ? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Page 74 - Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race; Wide and more wide, th...
Page 15 - Were we to press, inferior might on ours; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd: From Nature's chain whatever link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. And, if each system in gradation roll Alike essential to th' amazing whole, The least confusion but in one, not all That system only, but the whole must fall.
Page 59 - Know, all the good that individuals find, Or God and nature meant to mere mankind, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, oh virtue ! peace is all thy own.
Page 16 - To serve mere engines to the ruling mind ? Just as absurd for any part to claim To be another in this...
Page 58 - But mutual wants this happiness increase, All nature's difference keeps all nature's peace. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing, Bliss is the same in subject or in king; In who obtain defence, or who defend, In him who is, or him who finds a friend : Heaven breathes through every member of the whole One common blessing as one common soul.
Page 4 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 5 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, "Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Page 40 - Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.