Reflections on DeathJ. Mawman, 1815 - 206 strán (strany) |
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Strana 3
... eyes , and the unbidden sigh heave in my labouring bosom .. And , " Oh Death , mighty conqueror ! " I could not forbear saying in the silence of unaf- fected meditation- " Oh Death , how terrible , how wonderful thou art ! Here I stand ...
... eyes , and the unbidden sigh heave in my labouring bosom .. And , " Oh Death , mighty conqueror ! " I could not forbear saying in the silence of unaf- fected meditation- " Oh Death , how terrible , how wonderful thou art ! Here I stand ...
Strana 4
... eyes no more sparkle , nor this cheek glow with health , that pale as the shroud which invests me , and those close with the lids , to unclose and awaken no more ; the feet shall decline their function , and the useless hands fall ...
... eyes no more sparkle , nor this cheek glow with health , that pale as the shroud which invests me , and those close with the lids , to unclose and awaken no more ; the feet shall decline their function , and the useless hands fall ...
Strana 11
... eye ; of the morning ; powerful as the sceptered mo- narch of the east ; thou not only degradest them from the elevated height , but renderest obnoxious to the view ; and inaccessible to the tender em- brace of the last lingering ...
... eye ; of the morning ; powerful as the sceptered mo- narch of the east ; thou not only degradest them from the elevated height , but renderest obnoxious to the view ; and inaccessible to the tender em- brace of the last lingering ...
Strana 12
... eye swells the ge- nerous tear of compassion and concern . But a few days are past since a trembling mes- senger , with breathless speed , urged my instant attendance at the sick bed of NEGOTIO , on whose life , it was to be feared ...
... eye swells the ge- nerous tear of compassion and concern . But a few days are past since a trembling mes- senger , with breathless speed , urged my instant attendance at the sick bed of NEGOTIO , on whose life , it was to be feared ...
Strana 13
... eye , he caught my hand , he strove to speak , but his full heart forbad ; and the or- gans of speech , deeply affected by his malady , Melancholy Funeral . were unfaithful to the trust of words REFLECTIONS ON DEATH . 13.
... eye , he caught my hand , he strove to speak , but his full heart forbad ; and the or- gans of speech , deeply affected by his malady , Melancholy Funeral . were unfaithful to the trust of words REFLECTIONS ON DEATH . 13.
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affection affliction AGRICOLA Altamont anxious art thou attend Beaufort BENVOLIO blessed bliss BUBULO CHAPTER CHERIA child Christ Christian church Churchyard comfort consolation consummate dear delight desire distress dreadful Duke of Gloucester dust duty dwell earth earthly EGENO endeavoured esteem eternal everlasting evil eyes faith Father favour fear felicity fleeth forget friends Future Judgment give happy Death hath heart Heaven holy honour hope human husband important Jesus judge labour live look Lord Melancholy Funeral ment MENTOR mercy Misella miserable mortality Nash NEGOTIO never noble Oh Father OSIANDER pain parents peace perfect Petrucio pleasing pleasure poor prayer Pulcheria Redeemer Reflections religion remember Sabbath Saviour scene servants shew solemn SOPHRON sorrow soul sting stroke sure sweet tears tender thee things thou thought thyself truth unto URANIUS weeping widow Widowhood wife WILLIAM DODD wise wish wretched
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Strana 1 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Strana 22 - MAN, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up and is cut down like a flower ; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Strana 21 - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead who die in the Lord : even so saith the Spirit ; for they rest from their labours.
Strana 117 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Strana 34 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Strana 199 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flam'd ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With...
Strana 166 - Exhort servants to be obedient unto their own masters, and to please them well in all things; not answering again; not purloining, but showing all good fidelity; that they may adorn the doctrine of God our Saviour in all things.
Strana 136 - 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
Strana 147 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Strana 1 - For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?