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" Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man... "
The Spectator in miniature: being a collection of the principle essays ... - Страница 42
по Spectator The - 1808
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The British drama, Том 1

British drama - 1804 - 954 страници
...be so — Plato, thou reasonest well. Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This looping after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and...inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that ears within us ; T¡3 Heaven...

The British Drama: pt. 1-2. Tragedies

1804 - 510 страници
...of the Soul. A drawn ncord on the table by him. IT must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well. Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This...longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, иnН inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at...

The British Drama: Tragedies. 2 v

1804 - 516 страници
...nf the Soul. A drawn sword on the table by him. IT must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well. Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or wheuce this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on...

The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - 408 страници
...awry, And lose the name of action. (ADDISON.) IT must be so— Plato, thou reason's! well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This...inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? "Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis Heav'n...

The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry

1806 - 330 страници
...SOLILOQUY. ON THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL. ADDISON. IT must be so — Plato, thou reason's! well ! Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This...longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, this inward horror Of falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction...

The Constant Couple, Or, A Trip to the Jubilee: A Comedy in Five Acts

George Farquhar - 1808 - 338 страници
...Soul. A drawn Sword on the Table, by him. Cato. It must be so — Plato, thou reasor.'st well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This...inward horror, Of falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heav'n...

The British Essayists;: Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 308 страници
...mnst be fry——Plato, thou reason 'st well—— Eke whence this pleasing hope, this fond de f ire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret...inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? *Tis the divinity that stirs within us; *Tis Heaven...

The Speaker; Or Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1808 - 434 страници
...praise ! CATQ. CHAP. VIII. CATO's SOLILOQUY. It must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire., This...immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horroty ©f falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction...

The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ...

Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 446 страници
...reason'st well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality i Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis Heav'n...

Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret, Броеве 77–79

Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 314 страници
...soul. A drawn sword on the table, by him. Goto. It must be so, Plato thou reason's! well !— else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, this...inward horror, of falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 't is the divinity that stirs within us; 't is...




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