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An Essay on Man: In Four Epistles, to H. St. John, Lord Bolingbroke
Úplné zobrazení - 1852
An Essay on Man: In Four Epistles to H. St. John, Lord Bolingbroke
Úplné zobrazení - 1843
An Essay on Man: In Four Epistles to Lord Bolingbroke
Alexander Pope,Thomas Moore
Zobrazení fragmentů - 1882
acts alike angels answer beast blessing blest blind bliss body bounds breath cause common creature death earth ease EPISTLE equal Essay eternal ev'ry faith fall fame father fear feel follow fool forms future gain gives gods grows happiness head heart Heav'n honour hope human individual instinct judge kind kings knowledge Learn less letter light lives Look Lord man's mankind means mind moral nature nature's never o'er observation opens pain passion peace perfect pleasure Pope pow'r Prayer present pride principle proper Providence reason religion rest rise rule Self-love sense serves society soul spirit spread strength taught thee things thou true truth turns universal unknown vice virtue weak whole wise wrong
Strana 19 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Strana 53 - What Conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do; This teach me more than Hell to shun, That more than Heav'n pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives; T
Strana 12 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Strana 10 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise ; , Laugh where we must, be candid where we can, But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Strana 13 - Lo the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Strana 13 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now.
Strana 54 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Strana 54 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge Thy foe.