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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? "
The Mothers' friend, ed. by Ann Jane - Страница 3
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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....is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ?— With the years beyond the Jiood. It is the signal that demands dispatch. How much is still to...

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

Edward Young - 1805 - 238 страници
...long 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...is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done...

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

Edward Young - 1805 - 284 страници
...her long 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...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 Poetical Works of Edward Young: In Four Volumes. Collated with the Best ...

Edward Young, Thomas Park - 1808 - 336 страници
...her long 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...is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ?...

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

Cabinet - 1808 - 524 страници
...her long 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...is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done.'...

The Port folio, by Oliver Oldschool, Том 1

1809 - 592 страници
...passage from Dr. Young's Night Thoughts, very forcibly exhibits both the emphatic and sentential pauses: The bell strikes One ! We take no note of time But...is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done! My...

The Port Folio

1809 - 594 страници
...from Dr. Young's Night Thoughts, very k forcibly exhibits both the emphatic and sentential pauses : The bell strikes One ! We take no note of time But...the knell of my departed hours. , Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done! My...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...her long 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...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...

Elegant Extracts, Томове 1–2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 страници
...; Nor let the vial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. § 144. Tine. Cymon was restor'd : While to his arms the blushing...seaming sadness she compos'd her look ; As if \if fo spake, I frel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours ; f Boos tt 113...

Watts, A. Philips, West, Collins, Dyer, Shenstone, Young

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 554 страници
...vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes out. We take no note of tirno But from its loss. To give it then a tongue, Is wise...aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are thry ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the sigtial that demands dispatch ; How much is to lie...




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