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Page 149 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Page 157 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young , And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good...
Page 90 - The pink of puppies in some future strain. Some future strain, in which the muse shall tell How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun.
Page 33 - Soon after it was generally known that Mr. Tickell was publishing the First Book of the Iliad, I met Dr. Young in the street ; and, upon our falling into that subject, the Doctor expressed a great deal of surprise at Tickell's having had such a Translation so long by him.
Page 149 - Strikes through their wounded hearts the sudden dread; But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, Soon close; where, past the shaft, no trace is found. As from the wing, no scar the sky retains; The parted wave no furrow from the keel; So dies in human hearts the thought of death...
Page 154 - Time, in advance, behind him hides his wings, And seems to creep, decrepit with his age. Behold him when past by ; what then is seen But his broad pinions swifter than the winds f And all mankind, in contradiction strong, Rueful, aghast, cry out on his career.
Page 157 - Celestial Happiness, whene'er she stoops , ; To visit earth, one shrine the goddess finds, ' And one alone, to make her sweet amends •• For absent heaven — the bosom of a friend ; . ' ; Where heart meets heart, reciprocally soft , , Each other's pillow to repose divine.
Page 87 - And all, but adoration, is your due. But adoration ! give me something more, Cries Lyce, on the borders of threescore : Nought treads so silent as the foot of time ; Hence we mistake our autumn for our prime ; 'Tis greatly wise to know, before we're told, The melancholy news, that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place.
Page 158 - Denied the charity of dust to spread O'er dust ! a charity their dogs enjoy. What could I do ? what succour ? what resource ? With pious sacrilege a grave I stole ; With impious piety that grave I...