 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 858 páginas
...tranfported, and alarm'd ! What can preferve my life ! or what deftroy! An angel's arm can't fnatch me from the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 "Tis part conjecture; all things rife in proofi While o'er my limbs jleep's foft dominion fpread, What though... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 280 páginas
...tranfported, and alarm'd ! What can preferve my life ! or what deftroy ! An angel's arm can't fnatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 'Tis paft conjefture ; all things rife in proof: While o'er my limbs jleep's foft dominion fpread, What... | |
 | Edward Young - 1799 - 312 páginas
...tranfported and alarmed ! , What can preferve my life ! or what deftroy ! ' An angel's arm can't fnatch me from the grave : Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 'Tis paft conjefture ; all things riie in proof. While o'er my limbs Sleep's foft dominion fpread, What... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 538 páginas
...traiifportrd, and alarm 'd ! What can preferve my life i or what dedroy ! An angel's arm can'tpreferve me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 90 Tis pad coojeAure ; all rife in proof : While o'er ny limbs flecp's fofl dominion fpread, What thntieh... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 páginas
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! f O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 páginas
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd! what joy, what dread! Alternately...the grave; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : What... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 402 páginas
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd! what joy, what dread! Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread :... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 páginas
...down, surpriz'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own: How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! ..Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Tis past conjecture; all things rise in proof: While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread : ,... | |
 | David Simpson - 1803 - 446 páginas
...nominal Professor ? If the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear ? " What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! " An...grave : " Legions of angels can't confine me there." ReflecT: then, MY COUNTRYMEN, upon your situation. Be the Scriptures true or false; be JESUS CHRIST... | |
 | James Burgh - 1804 - 312 páginas
...frail child of dust .' Helpless immortal ! Insect infinite ! A -worm ! A God ! I tremble at myself 7 What can preserve my life'? or what destroy ? An Angel's...snatch me from the grave, Legions of angels can't conjine me there. XXXII. SEEMING CIVILITY. The meeting between the knight of thi Red Cross, attended... | |
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A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy! 
