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" The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they? "
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по Walter Scott - 1852
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The Lady's Magazine: Or Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ..., Том 38

John Huddlestone Wynne - 1807 - 744 страници
...Young's excellent lines on Time to my recollection; they are, in my estimation, uncommonly beautiful. ' We take no note of Time, But from its loss ; to give it then a tunguo Is wise in man. As it' an angel spoke, 1 feel the solemn sound. It heard aright, It is the knell...

Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1798 - 432 страници
...pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes one — We take no note of time, 55 But from its loss — To give it then a tongue, Is wise in man — As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they? With the years...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 412 страници
...arrear; Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its.... Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they? With the years...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Том 2

Edward Young - 1802 - 416 страници
...arrear: Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its...tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they? With the years...

The Works of the Author of The Night-thoughts, Том 2

Edward Young - 1802 - 402 страници
...arrear; Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its...tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they? With the years...

Night Thoughts, on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1802 - 416 страници
...arrear: Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its...tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they? With the years...

The Art of Speaking: Containing, an Essay, in which are Given Rules for ...

James Burgh - 1804 - 308 страници
...MEDITATION. From Young's NIGHT THOUGHTS, Alarm. A HE clock strikes one. We take no note of time, But by its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ?— With the years...

The Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young: With the Life of the ..., Том 1

Edward Young - 1805 - 238 страници
...arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd ()n this-devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its...tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ? With the years...

The Complaint, Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1805 - 284 страници
...arrear: Nor let the vial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time, But from its...then a tongue, Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, 1 feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of- my departed hours: Where-are they ? With...

The cabinet of poetry, containing the best entire pieces in the works of the ...

Cabinet - 1808 - 524 страници
...arrear : Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its...tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they? With the years...




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