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... virtue here ; That never air or ocean felt the wind ; That never passion difcompos'd the mind : But ALL fubfifts by elemental ftrife ; And Paffions are the Elements of Life . The gen'ral Order , fince the whole began , Is Kept in Nature ...
... virtue here ; That never air or ocean felt the wind ; That never passion difcompos'd the mind : But ALL fubfifts by elemental ftrife ; And Paffions are the Elements of Life . The gen'ral Order , fince the whole began , Is Kept in Nature ...
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... virtue , fenfe and reafon Split , With all the rafh dexterity of wit . Wits , juft like fools , at war about a name ; 75 Have full as oft , no meaning , or the fame . Self - love and reafon to one end afpire , Pain their averfion ...
... virtue , fenfe and reafon Split , With all the rafh dexterity of wit . Wits , juft like fools , at war about a name ; 75 Have full as oft , no meaning , or the fame . Self - love and reafon to one end afpire , Pain their averfion ...
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... virtue fix'd ; ' tis fix'd as in a frost , Contracted all , retiring to the breaft ; But ftrength of mind is exercife , not reft : The rifing tempeft puts in act the soul , Parts it may ravage , but preferves the whole . On life's vaft ...
... virtue fix'd ; ' tis fix'd as in a frost , Contracted all , retiring to the breaft ; But ftrength of mind is exercife , not reft : The rifing tempeft puts in act the soul , Parts it may ravage , but preferves the whole . On life's vaft ...
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... virtue , male or female , can we name , But what will grow on pride , or grow on Shame . THUS Nature gives ut ( let it check our pride ) 185 The virtue nearest to our vice ally'd ; • certaine côte . Qu'on foit épris d'amour pour la 42 ...
... virtue , male or female , can we name , But what will grow on pride , or grow on Shame . THUS Nature gives ut ( let it check our pride ) 185 The virtue nearest to our vice ally'd ; • certaine côte . Qu'on foit épris d'amour pour la 42 ...
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... virtue , or begins the vice . FOOLS ! who from hence into the notion fall , That Vice or Virtue there is none at all . If white and black , blend , foften , and unite A thousand ways , is there no black or white ? Afk your own heart ...
... virtue , or begins the vice . FOOLS ! who from hence into the notion fall , That Vice or Virtue there is none at all . If white and black , blend , foften , and unite A thousand ways , is there no black or white ? Afk your own heart ...
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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.