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Pagina 47 - blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public Flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine ! Lo ! thy dread Empire, Chaos ! is restored ; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch ! lets the curtain full; And universal Darkness buries All.
Pagina 229 - against it; and this lasted till I went to Oxford, when I took up Law's Serious Call to a Holy Life, expecting to find it a dull book (as such books generally are), but I found Law quite an overmatch for me; and this was the first occasion of my thinking in earnest.
Pagina 138 - house he calls the servants by their names, and talks all the way upstairs to a visit. I must not omit that Sir Roger is a justice of the quorum; that he fills the chair at a quarter-session with great abilities; and three months ago gained universal applause by explaining a passage in the Game Act.
Pagina 90 - encompassed round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May Half prankt with Spring, with Summer half
Pagina 104 - darts supply, How great a king of fears am I! They view me like the last of things, They make and then they draw my stings. Fools ! if you less provoked your fears, No more my spectre form appears. Death's hut a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God;
Pagina 235 - did so in Pope's judgment is seen in his grateful acknowledgment of the critic's labours. ' I know I meant just what you explain,' he wrote, ' but I did not explain my own meaning as well as you. You understand me as well as I do myself, but you express me better than I could express myself.
Pagina 157 - the Bank and East India Stock may fall at least one per cent. And since that is fifty times more than ever the wisdom of our age thought fit to venture for the preservation of Christianity, there is no reason we should be at so great a loss merely for the sake of destroying it.
Pagina 54 - with the venal tribe, Smile without art and win without a bribe.' Epistle IV. pursues the same subject as the third, and deals mainly with false taste in the expenditure of wealth, and with the necessity of following
Pagina 105 - Deep pendent cypress, mourning poles, Loose scarfs to fall athwart thy weeds, Long palls, drawn hearses, covered steeds, And plumes of black that as they tread, Nod o'er the scutcheons of the dead ? Nor can the parted body know, Nor wants the soul these forms of woe ; As men who long in prison dwell,