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Seite 77 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see ; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Seite 10 - The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits. All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.
Seite 15 - Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years ; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been...
Seite 45 - But should he hide his face, the astonish'd sun, And all the extinguish'd stars, would, loosening, reel Wide from their spheres, and Chaos come again. And yet was every faltering tongue of man, Almighty Father ! silent in Thy praise, Thy works themselves would raise a general voice, Even in the depth of solitary woods By human foot untrod ; proclaim Thy power, And to the choir celestial Thee resound, The eternal Cause, Support, and End of all...
Seite 254 - And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no man living be justified. 3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Seite 197 - The council with applauses rung, To hear the Codrus of the wood ;' Though still some doubt suspended hung' If he would make his promise good. Quoth Reynard, " Since the world was made, Was ever love like this displayed ? Let us like subjects true Swear, as before your feet we fall, Sooner than you should die for all, We all will die for you.
Seite 47 - I say, that, if one train of thinking be more desirable than another, it is that which regards the phenomena of nature with a constant reference to a supreme intelligent Author. To have made this the ruling, the habitual sentiment of our minds, is to have laid the foundation of every thing which is religious. The world thenceforth becomes a temple, and life itself one continued act of adoration.
Seite 220 - The zephyrsf breathed softly through its glassy folds ; the clouds strewed pearls among them. My shadow was wide upon the earth. My arms spread far on the gentle air: my head was lifted high; my forehead was fair to the heavens. But now how changed ! Sadness is upon me ; my head is shorn, my arms are stripped ; I cannot throw a shadow on the ground.
Seite 195 - THE PLAGUE IN THE FOREST. TIME was, when round the lion's den, A peopled city raised its head ; Twas not inhabited by men, But by four-footed beasts instead. The lynx, the leopard, and the bear, The tiger and the wolf, were there; The hoof-defended steed; The bull, prepared with horns to gore, The cat with claws, the tusky boar, And all the canine breed. In social compact thus combined, Together dwelt the beasts of prey; Their murderous weapons all resigned, And vowed each other not to slay. Among...
Seite 121 - I'm sure thou hast been a merciful master to him. Alas! said the mourner, I thought so when he was alive ; but now that he is dead, I think otherwise. I fear the weight of myself and my afflictions together, have been too much for him, they have shortened the poor creature's days, and I fear I have them to answer for.