Memoirs of ... the Notorius Stephen Burroughs: Containing Many Incidents ... Never Before PublishedNafis & Cornish, 1811 - 293 páginas |
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... Night . sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world ; Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor listening ear , an object finds ...
... Night . sable goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majesty , now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world ; Silence , how dead ! and darkness , how profound ! Nor eye , nor listening ear , an object finds ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 110 - Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Silence how dead! and darkness how profound! Nor eye nor listening ear an object finds ; Creation sleeps. 'Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Página 81 - Burst law's enclosure, leap the mounds of right, Pursuing, and pursued, each other's prey ; As wolves, for rapine ; as the fox, for wiles ; Till death, that mighty hunter, earths them all. Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? What though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in, " Here he lies :" And " Dust to dust
Página 227 - O ye blest scenes of permanent delight! Full above measure ! lasting, beyond bound! A perpetuity of bliss is bliss. Could you, so rich in rapture, fear an end, That ghastly thought would drink up all your joy, And quite unparadise the realms of light.
Página 52 - I sat a few minutes, collecting my resolution for the effort of beginning: I made the attempt — I found my voice at command — my anxiety was hushed in a moment, my perturbation subsided, and I felt all the serenity of a calm summer's morning. I went through the exercises of the forenoon without any difficulty. No monarch, when seated on the throne, had more sensible feelings of prosperity, than what I experienced at this time. During the intermission, I heard the whisper in swift circulation...
Página 156 - Reason progressive, instinct is complete ; Swift instinct leaps; slow reason feebly climbs. Brutes soon their zenith reach; their little all Flows in at once ; in ages they no more Could know, or do, or covet, or enjoy. Were man to live coeval with the sun, The patriarch-pupil would be learning still; Yet, dying, leave his lesson half unlearnt.
Página 191 - Rocks, deserts, frozen seas, and burning sands! Wild haunts of monsters, poisons, stings, and death Such is earth's melancholy map! but, far 'More sad! this earth is a true map of man: So bounded are its haughty lord's delights To woe's wide empire, where deep troubles toss.
Página 247 - Cursed fume of pride, exhaled from deepest hell ! Pride in religion, is man's highest praise. Bent on destruction ! and in love with death ! Not all these luminaries, quench'd at once, Were half so sad, as one benighted mind, Which gropes for happiness, and meets despair.
Página 111 - I wake : how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea. of dreams Tumultuous; where my wreck'd, desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery At random drove, her helm of reason lost.
Página 220 - We push Time from us, and we wish him back; Lavish of lustrums, and yet fond of life; Life we think long and short; death seek and shun ; Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part.
Página 100 - To scourge a world for her enormous crimes, These are let loose, alternate : down they rush, Swift and tempestuous, from th...