 | Edward Young - 1750 - 350 páginas
...I found them Air. O had I weigh'd it ere my fond Embrace ! What Darts of Agony had mifs'd my Heart! Death! Great Proprietor of All ! 'tis thine To tread out Empire, and to quench the Stars. The Sun himfelf by thy Permiffion mines; And, one Day, thou fhalt pluck him from his Sphere. Amid fuch mighty... | |
 | Edward Young - 1750 - 416 páginas
...found .them Air. O had I we-igh'd it-ere my fond Embrace! What Darts of Agony had mifs'd my Heart ! Death ! Great Proprietor of All ! 'tis thine To tread out Empire, and to quench the Stars. The Sun himfelf by thy Permjffion fhines ; An'd, -one Day, thou .fhalt pluck him from his Sphere. Amid fuch... | |
 | 1770 - 268 páginas
...found them air. Oh had I weigh'd it ere my fond embrace ! What darts of agony had mifs'd my heart ! Death! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the ftars. The fun himfelf by thy penuiffion fhines; And, one day, thou fhalt pluck him from his fpherc.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1771 - 282 páginas
...found them air. O had I weigh'd it e'er my fond embrace ! What darts of agony had mifs'd my heart ? Death ! Great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the ftars. The fun himfelf by thy penniinon fhines, And, one day, thou fhalt pluck him from his fp here.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1773 - 354 páginas
...it ere my fond Embrace ! What Darts of Agony had mifs'd my Heart! Death ! Great Proprietor of AH ! 'tis thine To tread out Empire, and to quench the Stars. The Sun himfelf by thy Permiffion mines ; And, one Day, thou malt pluck him from his Sphere. Amid fuch mighty... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1785 - 568 páginas
...I found them airOh had I weigh'd it ere my fond embrace ! What darts of agony had mifs'd my heart ! Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the ftars. The fun himfelf by thy permiffion fhines ; And, one day, thou malt pluck him from his fpherci.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1792 - 354 páginas
...found them air. O had I weigh'd it ere my fond embrace ! What darts of agony had mifs'd my heart ! Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the ftars. The fun himfelf by thy permiffion fhines ; And, one day, thou malt pluck him from his fphere.... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1036 páginas
...found them air. O hid I woigh'd it ere my fond embrace ! What darts of agony had mifs'd my heart ! Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the liars. The fun himfelf by thy permiffion (nines ; And one day thou fhalt pluck him from his fphere.... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 páginas
...erribrace, lVhat darts of ajginny had miss'd ftly heart l Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thirte z05 To tread out empire, and to quench the stars. The...day, thou shalt pluck him from his sphere : Amid such rriighty plunder, why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean ? z10 \Vhy thy peculiar rancour... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 páginas
...embrace ! What darts of agony had miss'd my heart! Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine 205 The sun himself by thy permission shines; And, one day, thou shalt pluck him from his sphere. Amidst such mighty plunder, why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean? 210 Why thy peculiar... | |
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Death ! great proprietor of all ! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars; The sun himself by thy permission shines; And one day thou shalt pluck him from his sphere. 
