 | 1826 - 520 pages
...with difficulty reconciled to the loss of existence, for we know not how many ages. ' To be no more ; sad cure ! for who would lose Though full of pain,...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? ' Though we... | |
 | John Milton - 1821 - 346 pages
...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 full of 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,... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 302 pages
...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 full of pain,...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? how he can, Is... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 pages
...the pious and benevolent alone ; and wealth is a blessing, but solely to the wise and good. — and who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ! MILTON. To bestow it upon the foolish, the sensual, the vain, the proud, and the selfish, is to put... | |
 | John Milton - 1823 - 306 pages
...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 full of pain,...swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Oi.-u.iitl of sense and motion ? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it,... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - 396 pages
...victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that mus.t 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, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows,... | |
 | 1823 - 880 pages
...intellectual being ; Those thoughts that wander through eternity ; To perish rather, swallow'«! np and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion •" (To be continued.) To the Editor of the Christian Observer. I HAVE thought that it might be useful... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pages
...so I live. Would I had never lived ! Ibid. That must end us, that must be our cure, To be no more ; sad cure ; for who would lose, Though full of pain,...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion. Milton's Paradise Lost, b. 2. The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pages
...Almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that must be oar cure, To be no more ; gh my portion is but scant, I give it with good will....v " No flocks that range the valley free, To slaug ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever ? how he can, Is... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 646 pages
...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,...swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, 150 Devoid, of sense and motion ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it,... | |
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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, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion? 
