The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality: To which is Added, a Paraphrase on Part of the Book of Job..A. Millar and T. Cadell, ... and J. Dodsley, 1768 - 315 sayfa |
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath Bleffing bleft Blifs Book of Job boundleſs Breaft Caufe Cauſe Chimæra Dæmons dark Darkneſs Death defcend Deity diftant Divine Doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity Ev'n ev'ry facred fame Fate feems feen fhall fhines fhould Flame fleeps foft fome Fool foon Friend ftill ftrange ftrike fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf human illuftrious Immortal juft laft lefs Life's Light loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muft Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffion paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent Pride proud Reafon rife riſe Scene Senfe Senſe ſhall ſhe ſhine Skies Song Soul ſpeaks Stars ſtill thee Thefe Theme themſelves theſe Thine thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Triumph Truth univerfal Virtue whofe Whoſe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh World wretched
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