 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 стор.
...pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes one — We take no note of time, 55 But from its loss — To give it then a tongue, Is...: Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. 60 It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd,... | |
 | 1800 - 498 стор.
...give it then a tongue 1$ wife in man. As if an angel fpokt, I feel the foleinn found ; if heard arighe It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the fignal that demands difpatch. How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er... | |
 | Edward Young - 1800 - 290 стор.
...its lofs. To give it then a tongue Is wife in man. As if an angel ijpoke, Jfe,el the folemn found. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours, " " Where are they ; with the, years beyond the nooct.', -*' It is the signal that demands difpatcji," Ho\7 much is. to be done ! my hopes and fears... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 стор.
...her long arrear: Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But...years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch: How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 402 стор.
...her long arrear; Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But...years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 412 стор.
...-her long arrear; Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But...years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm 'd, and o'er life's narrow verge... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 416 стор.
...her long arrear: Nor let the phial of thy vengeance, pour'd On this devoted head, be pour'd in vain. The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But...years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch r How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge... | |
 | 1803 - 512 стор.
...lofs — to give it then a tongue " Is -wife in man. As if an angel fpoke. " I feel the folemn found ; if heard aright "It is the knell of my departed hours.....they ? With the years beyond the flood. " It is the fignal that demands difpatch. " How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears " Start up alarm'd, and... | |
 | James Burgh - 1804 - 312 стор.
...MEDITATION. From Young's NIGHT THOUGHT*. Alarm. _|_ HE clock strikes one. We take no note of time, But by its loss. To give it then a tongue Is -wise in man....years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch. How much is still to do ! My hopes and fears Start up alarm' d, and o'er life's narrow verge... | |
 | James Burgh - 1804 - 308 стор.
...MEDITATION. From Young's NIGHT THOUGHTS, Alarm. A HE clock strikes one. We take no note of time, But by its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man....hours. Where are they ?— With the years beyond the Jiood. It is the signal that demands dispatch. How much is still to do ! My hopes and fear? Start up... | |
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The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they? 
