 | English poetry - 1800 - 322 pages
...they dread my stings. Fools! if you less provok'd your fears, No more my spectre-form appears. Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to GOD:; A port of calms, a state of ease, . From the rough rage of swelling seas. Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 pages
...dread my stings. Fools ! if you less provok'd your fears, No more my spectre-form appears. Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to GOD : 136 A port of calms, a state of ease, From the rough rage of swelling seas. Why then thy flowing... | |
 | English poetry - 1806 - 408 pages
...they dread my stings. Fools! if you less provok'd your fears, No more my spectre-form appears, Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God : A port of calms, a state of ease From the rough rage of swelling seas. Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 512 pages
...dread my stings. Fools ! if you less provok'd your fears, No more my spectre form appears. Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God : A port of calms, a state of ease From the rongh rage of swelling seas. * * Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | John Young - 1810 - 266 pages
...Parnell's thought, with less conceit, has in it more of interest, and much more of piety. " Death's but a path that must be trod, " If man would ever pass to God." In a series of stanzas that follow, the author sets himself to expostulate with the proud ; and undertakes... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 612 pages
...draw, my strings, Fools ! if you less provok'd your fears, No more my spectre-form appears. Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God : A port of ealms, a state to ease From the rough rage of swelling seas." Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 620 pages
...strings. Fools ! if you less provnk'd your fears, No more my spectri -t'urm appears. • Death's hut a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God : A port of calms, a state to ease From the rough rage of swelling sens." Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 664 pages
...my strings* Fools! if you less provokVl your fears, No more my spectre-form appears. Death's but ;i path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God: A port of calms, a state to ease From the rough rage of swelling seas." Why then thy flowing sable... | |
 | William Bengo Collyer - Hymns - 1812 - 980 pages
...or, are ye less than they ?" PARNELL. HYMN DCXXXIII. Death leads to Immortality. PARNELt. 1 T\EATH's but a path that must be trod, •*-' If man would ever pass to God : A port of calms, a state of ease, From the rough rage of swelling seas. 2 As men who long in prison... | |
 | English poetry - 1814 - 310 pages
...dread, my stings. Fools ! if you less provoked your fears, No more my spectre form appears. Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God ; A port of calms, a state of ease, From the rough rage of swelling seas. Why then thy flowing sable... | |
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Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God ; A port of calms, a state of ease From the rough rage of swelling seas. 
