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" The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain,... "
The life of Dr. Samuel Johnson - Страница 555
по Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.

Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 422 страници
...made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th' Eternal Matter found The fingle talent well employ 'd. The bufy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold...

The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 436 страници
...day fupply'd. His virtues walk'd their narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th' Eternal Mafter found The fingle talent well employ'd....— the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; liis frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was night. Then with...

The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

Samuel Johnson - 1806 - 328 страници
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold...

The life of Samuel Johnson. [With] The principal corrections and ..., Том 4

James Boswell - 1807 - 532 страници
...nor left a void ; " And sure the eternal Master found " His single talent well employ'd. " The busy day, the peaceful night, " Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; " His frame was firm, his powers were bright, " Though now his eightieth year was nigh. " Then, with no throbs of firy pain,...

Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 3

Robert Southey - 1807 - 502 страници
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Then with no throb of fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay ; Death broke at...

Works, Том 1

Samuel Johnson - 1809 - 372 страници
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted-. glided by ; His frame was firm.. ...his powers were brigBt, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no fiery throbbing pain, No...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...panse, nor left a void ; And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day— the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; 'His frame was firm— his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was uigh. Then with no fiery, throbbing pain, No...

Select Reviews, Томове 1–2

1809 - 914 страници
...nor left a void : And sure the Eternal Master found His single talent well employed. VIII. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ¡ . ., His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. ' IX. Then with no throbs of fiery pain,...

English Minstrelsy: Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the ..., Том 1

Walter Scott - 1810 - 308 страници
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employed. The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold...

Smart, Wilkie, P. Whitehead, Fawkes, Lovibond, Harte, Langhorne, Goldsmith ...

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 648 страници
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd, The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Thojgh now his eightieth year was night. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No...




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