 Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way.  Annual Register - Side 148redigert av - 1785Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employed. The busy onP . Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold г~ "'1л**""а... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employed. The busy lamed for reprehending, and with a considerable degree...of verbal asperity, those ill-natured neighbour» Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay,... | |
 | James Boswell - 1851 - 322 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal Master found His single talent well employ'd. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no throbs cf fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 sider
...pause nor left a void; And sure the Eternal Master found, His single talent well employed. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no throbs of fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay.... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 344 sider
...pause nor left a void ; Aud sure the Eternal Master found, His single talent well emploved. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now liis eightieth year was nigh. Then with no throbs of fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure th' Eternal Master found The single talent well employ'd. The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided...by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay,... | |
 | George Stanley Faber - 1854 - 554 sider
...either in bodily or intellectual vigour ; no warnings of the blow which was so near at hand. " The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm — his pow'rs were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh." ' During a great part of 1853 he was incessantly... | |
 | English poets - 1862 - 626 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the Eternal Master found The single talent well employed. The busy day — the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided...by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay,... | |
 | 1866 - 486 sider
...suddenly, quietly, without pain or shock, — the sleep of life changing to the sleep of death. The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by : His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no tltrobs of fiery pain, No cold gradations of... | |
 | 1869 - 398 sider
...pause, nor left a void ; And sure the eternal Master found His single talent well employ'd. 4 The buey day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by ; His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year wa.s nigh. " Then, with no throbs of flery pain, No cold gradations of... | |
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