 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 558 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surpris'd, aghast, And wondering at her awn : How Reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd!...preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can' t snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. • _Of life stood still,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own : How Reason reel»! О what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd...dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd! What c»n preserve my lite ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Lotions of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1810 - 278 Seiten
.... i Trinmphantly distress'd ! what joy ! what dread ! i Alternately transported and alarm 'd I i.' What can preserve my life? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't suatch me from the gra> e ^ Legions of angels can't confine me there. "Tis past conjecture : all things... | |
 | Edward Young - 1812 - 814 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surpris'd, aghasr And wondering at her own. How reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man! Triumphantly distress'd!...what joy! what dread! Alternately transported and alarm 'd! What can preserve my life! or what destroy! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave:... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 324 Seiten
...aghast, And wondering at her own. How reason reels i O what a miracle to man is man ! Trinmphantly distress'd ! what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported...preserve my life! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't suatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Ti- past conjecture ; all things... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 380 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surpris'd, aghast, And wondering at her own : how reason reels ! Oh, what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd...what joy, what dread ! Alternately transported and alarm' d*i What can preserve my life ?«or what dfestroy? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1849 - 494 Seiten
...men is man ! Triumphantly distressed ! what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported and alarmed ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's...me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine mo there." Grand! but it requires the wisdom of a Swedenborg, as well as the poetic grandeur of a Young,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1815 - 332 Seiten
...wond'ring at her own. How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'*!! what joy, what dread!' Alternately transported, and...destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave j. . Legions of angels can't confine me there. "Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 390 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, supris'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own : how reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof : While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 284 Seiten
...stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wond'ring at her own. How reason reels ! 0 what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd!...destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Xegions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture: all things rise in proof. While o'er... | |
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A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy! 
