 To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid of sense and motion?  The North American Review - Strana 3701826Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Chandos Leigh (1st baron.) - 1816 - 124 str.
...more pleasing than the dreadful contemplation of the annihilation of the soul ? To be swallowed up " in the wide womb of uncreated night, devoid of sense and motion ?" If I err, too, in whose company do I err? — in the company of the greatest modern philosophers,... | |
 | 1823 - 626 str.
..." — That must end us, that must be oar care. To be no more. Sad care' for who would lose, Tboagh full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion?" BOOK II. LINE... | |
 | 1819 - 808 str.
...vast numbers of its chief inhabitants, the once-adopted children of God, shall be no more • 5arf cure .' for who would lose Though full of pain, this intellectual being; These thoughts that wander through eternity; To perish rather ; swaHow'd up and loir, In the wide womb... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 str.
...cure, To be no more. Sad fate ! For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being1, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows, Ltt this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ! How he can, Is... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 str.
...victor to spend all his rage, And that must end. us ; that roust be our cure, To be no more-. Sad fate ! For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd Up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows,... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 str.
...this intellectual being, Those thoughts -hat wander through eternity,. To perish railur, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who know."; Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? How he can, Is... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 str.
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd remit To life obscur'd, which were a fair dismission, But throw's! them low And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? how he can, Is doubtful... | |
 | John Milton - 1820 - 342 str.
...exasperate Th' almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us, that must be our cure, 145 To be no more: sad cure ; for who would lose, Though full of pain. Ibis intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through tternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up... | |
 | John Milton - 1821 - 226 str.
...must exasperateThe Almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us; that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure ! for who would lose, Though...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows,... | |
 | John Milton - 1821 - 346 str.
...would on his throne Sit unpolluted, and th' etherial mould, Incapable of stain, would soon expel 140 To be no more : sad cure ; for who would lose, Though...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that zander through eternity, To perish rather, s wallow 'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night,... | |
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