| Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 страници
...hours\ Where are' they? with the^ears beyond the flood'. It is the signal' that demands despatch' : How much' is to be done ! my hopes and fears' Start...mine' ! And can eternity belong to me', Poor pensioner OH the bounties of an hour'? 5 ^,. • BLANK VERSE. , .551 How poor', how rich', how abject', how august',... | |
| Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 482 страници
...hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start...fathomless abyss; A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! > How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder he who made him such ! Who centred in... | |
| 1832 - 614 страници
...embodying feelings, his fondness of personifying. For instance : — " My Hopes and Fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down— on what ? a fathomless abyss." This vivifying the dread inmates of the human heart, and giving the Dark Invisible a shape and action,... | |
| John Aikin - 1821 - 412 страници
...hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch ; , How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm 'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — On what ? a fathomless abyss ! A dread eternity... | |
| British poets - 1822 - 274 страници
...departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start...and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what 1 A fathomless abyss. A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner... | |
| British poets - 1822 - 284 страници
...much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up ularm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Ix>ok down—on what? A fathomless abyss. A dread eternity! how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to mo, 1'i.ni pensioner on the bounties of an hour? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate,... | |
| James Hervey - 1825 - 500 страници
...very attentively, what is the present state, and what is likely to be the final condition of my soul. My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd ; and o'er life's...verge Look down— on what? A fathomless abyss, A vast eternity ! My sins, at the same time, like an armed host, are set in dreadful array, and surround... | |
| James Hervey - 1825 - 460 страници
...attentively, what is the present state, and what is likely to he the final condition of my soul, . My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd; and o'er life's narrow verge Look down-on what 1 A fathomlesa ahyte, A vast eternity ! My sins, at the same time, like an armed host,... | |
| Edward Young - 1826 - 284 страници
...signal that demands despatch : " ". How much is .to bo done ! My 'hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, a^id o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A...fathomless abyss. A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! 65 And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich,... | |
| 1828 - 476 страници
...beside them! This is an awful subject of contemplation: — " Our hopes and fears start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge look down — on what? — a fathomless abyss, a dread eternity!" Many and sad are the mementoes that abound both within our own breasts, and in the world without us,... | |
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