Solitude:, Հատոր 1Vernor & Hood, 1804 - 330 էջ |
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... this defired goal all our ideas and defires perpetually tend . " There is , " fays Dr. JOHNSON , " fcarcely 66 any writer who has not celebrated the " happiness " happiness of rural privacy , and de- " lighted viii PREFACE .
... this defired goal all our ideas and defires perpetually tend . " There is , " fays Dr. JOHNSON , " fcarcely 66 any writer who has not celebrated the " happiness " happiness of rural privacy , and de- " lighted viii PREFACE .
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Johann Georg Zimmermann. " happiness of rural privacy , and de- " lighted himself and his readers with the " melody of birds , the whisper of groves , " and the murmurs of rivulets ; nor any man eminent for extent of capacity , or ...
Johann Georg Zimmermann. " happiness of rural privacy , and de- " lighted himself and his readers with the " melody of birds , the whisper of groves , " and the murmurs of rivulets ; nor any man eminent for extent of capacity , or ...
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... rural retirement ; at London and at Paris , as well as on the plains of Thebes , and the deferts of Nitria . + THE * And also , according to the well know line , " Nunquam " minus folus quàm folus , " Never lefs alone than when alone ...
... rural retirement ; at London and at Paris , as well as on the plains of Thebes , and the deferts of Nitria . + THE * And also , according to the well know line , " Nunquam " minus folus quàm folus , " Never lefs alone than when alone ...
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... rural life , that all the finer springs of pleasure dry up and decay in the intense joys of crowded cities , and that the warmest emo- tions of the heart become there cold and torpid ; if I fhall evince the fuperior pleasures of the ...
... rural life , that all the finer springs of pleasure dry up and decay in the intense joys of crowded cities , and that the warmest emo- tions of the heart become there cold and torpid ; if I fhall evince the fuperior pleasures of the ...
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... rural retirement by the mild precepts of phi- lofophy : but his sequestered virtues had not eluded the penetra- tion of the Romans ; and amidst the privacy , of his much - loved groves , he was , in less than a year after the death of ...
... rural retirement by the mild precepts of phi- lofophy : but his sequestered virtues had not eluded the penetra- tion of the Romans ; and amidst the privacy , of his much - loved groves , he was , in less than a year after the death of ...
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Solitude: Or, The Effects of Occasional Retirement on the Mind, the Heart ... Johann Georg Zimmermann Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1797 |
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Էջ 164 - ... shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Էջ 276 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Էջ 276 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
Էջ 164 - Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body; peace of mind; Quiet by day ; Sound sleep by night; study and ease Together mix'd; sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Էջ 35 - What woful stuff this madrigal would be In some starved hackney sonneteer or me ! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens ! how the style refines ! Before his sacred name flies every fault, And each exalted stanza teems with thought.
Էջ 258 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Էջ 258 - The Dying Christian to his Soul: Ode Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say. Sister spirit, come away.
Էջ 163 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Էջ 300 - 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
Էջ 271 - Know ye not then, said Satan fill'd with scorn, Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soar; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain ? To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.