Essay on ManClarendon Press, 1869 - 116 páginas |
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... thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r Or in the natal , or the mortal , hour . ' Ep . 1. 285 . But this is not the pervading tone of the poem , which does not place the reader throughout in the attitude of personal ...
... thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r Or in the natal , or the mortal , hour . ' Ep . 1. 285 . But this is not the pervading tone of the poem , which does not place the reader throughout in the attitude of personal ...
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... thou find , Why form'd so weak , so little , and so blind ? First , if thou canst , the harder reason guess , Why form'd no weaker , blinder , and no less ? 20 30 10 Ask of thy mother earth , why oaks are made 28 ESSAY ON MAN .
... thou find , Why form'd so weak , so little , and so blind ? First , if thou canst , the harder reason guess , Why form'd no weaker , blinder , and no less ? 20 30 10 Ask of thy mother earth , why oaks are made 28 ESSAY ON MAN .
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... thou ! and in thy scale of sense , Weigh thy opinion against providence ; Call imperfection what thou fancy'st such , Say , here he gives too little , there too much : Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , If man's ...
... thou ! and in thy scale of sense , Weigh thy opinion against providence ; Call imperfection what thou fancy'st such , Say , here he gives too little , there too much : Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , If man's ...
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... thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art , unknown to thee ; 270 280 All chance , direction , which thou canst not see ; 290 All discord , harmony not ...
... thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art , unknown to thee ; 270 280 All chance , direction , which thou canst not see ; 290 All discord , harmony not ...
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... thou fool ! work'd solely for thy good , Thy joy , thy pastime , thy attire , thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn , For him as kindly spread the flow'ry lawn : Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his ...
... thou fool ! work'd solely for thy good , Thy joy , thy pastime , thy attire , thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn , For him as kindly spread the flow'ry lawn : Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his ...
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Página 30 - That changed through all, and yet in all the same. Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Página 32 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all' things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Página 30 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name; Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point: this kind this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee. Submit. — In this, or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear: Safe in the hand of one disposing Power, Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
Página 27 - Why has not man a microscopic eye ? For this plain reason, man is not a fly.
Página 25 - Lo the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has giv'n, Behind the cloud-topt hill...
Página 26 - Annual for me, the grape, the rose renew The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies.
Página 24 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, 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 today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Página 79 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
Página 46 - Nor think, in nature's state they blindly trod; The state of nature was the reign of God: Self-love and social at her birth began, Union the bond of all things, and of man. Pride then was not; nor arts, that pride to aid; Man walk'd with beast, joint tenant of the shade, The same his table, and the same his bed; No murder cloath'd him, and no murder fed.
Página 59 - Heroes are much the same, the point's agreed, From Macedonia's madman to the Swede: The whole strange purpose of their lives, to find Or make an enemy of all mankind ! Not one looks backward, onward still he goes, Yet ne'er looks forward further than his nose.