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... Life can little more Supply Than just to look about us , and to die ) Expatiate free o'er all this Scene of Man : A mighty Maze ! but not without a Plan ; A Wild , where weeds and flow'rs promifcuous Shoot , Or Garden , tempting with ...
... Life can little more Supply Than just to look about us , and to die ) Expatiate free o'er all this Scene of Man : A mighty Maze ! but not without a Plan ; A Wild , where weeds and flow'rs promifcuous Shoot , Or Garden , tempting with ...
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... life and fenfe , ' tis plain There must be , fome where , fuch a rank as Man ; And all the queftion ( wrangle ' ere fo long ) Is only this , if God has plac'd him wrong ? RESPECTING Man whatever wrong we call , so May , must be right ...
... life and fenfe , ' tis plain There must be , fome where , fuch a rank as Man ; And all the queftion ( wrangle ' ere fo long ) Is only this , if God has plac'd him wrong ? RESPECTING Man whatever wrong we call , so May , must be right ...
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... life to come .. Lo ! the poor Indian , whofe untutor❜d mind Sees God in clouds , or hears him in the wind ; His foul , proud Science never taught to ftray Far as the Solar walk , or Milky way : Yet fimple Nature to his hope has giv'n ...
... life to come .. Lo ! the poor Indian , whofe untutor❜d mind Sees God in clouds , or hears him in the wind ; His foul , proud Science never taught to ftray Far as the Solar walk , or Milky way : Yet fimple Nature to his hope has giv'n ...
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... Life . The gen'ral Order , fince the whole began , Is Kept in Nature , and is Kept in Man . WHAT would this Man ? now upward will be foar , 160 99 cause toute puiffante n'agit point par des loix particulie- 14 EP . I. ESSAY ON MAN .
... Life . The gen'ral Order , fince the whole began , Is Kept in Nature , and is Kept in Man . WHAT would this Man ? now upward will be foar , 160 99 cause toute puiffante n'agit point par des loix particulie- 14 EP . I. ESSAY ON MAN .
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... life that fills the flood , 200 205 To that which warbles thro ' the vernal wood : The Spider's touch , how exquifitely fine , Feels at each thread , and lives along the line : 210 VER . 205. the headlong lioness - ] The manner of the ...
... life that fills the flood , 200 205 To that which warbles thro ' the vernal wood : The Spider's touch , how exquifitely fine , Feels at each thread , and lives along the line : 210 VER . 205. the headlong lioness - ] The manner of the ...
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Page 30 - With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
Page 9 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 25 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 97 - tis the price of toil; The knave deserves it, when he tills the soil, The knave deserves it, when he tempts the main, Where folly fights for kings, or dives for gain. The good man may be weak, be indolent; Nor is his claim to plenty, but content.
Page 57 - Know, Nature's children all divide her care; The fur that warms a monarch warm'da bear. While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!
Page 49 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Page 82 - Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ? Where grows? where grows it not ? if vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.
Page 30 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
Page 54 - Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.
Page 46 - Ask where's the North? at York, 'tis on the Tweed; In Scotland, at the Orcades ; and there, At Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.