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... Heav'n , that it burns down to Earth , And in the furious inquest , that it makes On God's behalf , lays waste his fairest works . The very elements , though each be meant The minister of man , to serve his wants , Conspire against him ...
... Heav'n , that it burns down to Earth , And in the furious inquest , that it makes On God's behalf , lays waste his fairest works . The very elements , though each be meant The minister of man , to serve his wants , Conspire against him ...
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... Heav'n all were ! But hark - the doctor's voice ! -fast wedg'd between Two empirics he stands , and with swoln cheeks Inspires the news , his trumpet . Keener far Than all invective is his bold harangue , While through that public organ ...
... Heav'n all were ! But hark - the doctor's voice ! -fast wedg'd between Two empirics he stands , and with swoln cheeks Inspires the news , his trumpet . Keener far Than all invective is his bold harangue , While through that public organ ...
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... Of whom I needs must augur better things , Since Heav'n would sure grow weary of a world Productive only of a race like ours , A monitor is wood - plank shaven thin . We wear it at our backs . There , closely 64 BOOK II . THE TASK .
... Of whom I needs must augur better things , Since Heav'n would sure grow weary of a world Productive only of a race like ours , A monitor is wood - plank shaven thin . We wear it at our backs . There , closely 64 BOOK II . THE TASK .
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... . So potent is the spell , That none , decoy'd into that fatal ring , Unless by Heav'n's peculiar grace , escape . There we grow early gray , but never wise ; There form connexions , but acquire no friend ' ; 66 BOOK II . THE TASK .
... . So potent is the spell , That none , decoy'd into that fatal ring , Unless by Heav'n's peculiar grace , escape . There we grow early gray , but never wise ; There form connexions , but acquire no friend ' ; 66 BOOK II . THE TASK .
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... Heav'n.- So fare we in this prisonhouse the World ; And ' tis a fearful spectacle to see So many maniacs dancing in their chains . They gaze upon the links , that hold them fast , With eyes of anguish , execrate their lot , Then shake ...
... Heav'n.- So fare we in this prisonhouse the World ; And ' tis a fearful spectacle to see So many maniacs dancing in their chains . They gaze upon the links , that hold them fast , With eyes of anguish , execrate their lot , Then shake ...
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Page 196 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing they are lost, and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man, His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer, and his will to serve. But...
Page 210 - The forms with which he sprinkles all the earth. Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.
Page 40 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that mercy, with a bleeding heart, Weeps when she sees inflicted on a beast. Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Page 120 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent whether grief or joy.
Page 56 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 322 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 40 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Page 176 - Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume ; And we are weeds without it. All constraint, Except what wisdom lays on evil men, Is evil ; hurts the faculties, impedes Their progress in the road of science ; blinds The eyesight of Discovery ; and begets, In those that suffer it, a sordid mind Bestial, a meagre intellect, unfit To be the tenant of man's noble form.
Page 233 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, * Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !* The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain-tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Page 318 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!