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... wise ,, And learn what love and years advise . Far to the right thy profpect bend , Where yonder tow'ring hills afcend ; Lo , there , the arduous paths in view , Which Virtue and her fons pursue ; With toil o'er leffening earth they ...
... wise ,, And learn what love and years advise . Far to the right thy profpect bend , Where yonder tow'ring hills afcend ; Lo , there , the arduous paths in view , Which Virtue and her fons pursue ; With toil o'er leffening earth they ...
Page 119
... wise As Solomon , more fumptuous to the fight ! Ye delicate ! who nothing can fupport , Yourselves most infupportable ! for whom The winter rose must blow , the Sun put on A brighter beam in Leo ; filky - foft Favonius breathe ftill ...
... wise As Solomon , more fumptuous to the fight ! Ye delicate ! who nothing can fupport , Yourselves most infupportable ! for whom The winter rose must blow , the Sun put on A brighter beam in Leo ; filky - foft Favonius breathe ftill ...
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Page 98 - ... immortal ! infeft infinite ! A worm ! a god ! — I tremble at myfelf, And in myfelf am loft ! at home a ftranger, Thought wanders up and down, furpriz'd, aghaft, And wond'ring at her own: How reafon reels ? O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly diftrefs'd ! what joy, what dread...