 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...  The Complaint: Or, Night Thoughts - Side 18av Edward Young - 1847 - 324 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Edward Young - 1750 - 350 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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 sider
...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...himself by thy permission shines-, And, one day, thou shalt pluck him from his sphere : Amid such rriighty plunder, why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 sider
...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 rancour wreak'd on me? Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew... | |
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