 A worm ! a God ! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home -a, stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own. How Reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy!  Night Thoughts - Page 22by Edward Young - 1798 - 386 pagesFull view - About this book
 | David Simpson - 1809 - 410 pages
...professor? If the righteous scarcely shall be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear? " What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave : Legion's of angel's can't confine me there." Reflect then upon your situation. Be the Scriptures... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 554 pages
...wondering at her OU.TI : How Reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly dUtress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof : While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 558 pages
...down, surpris'd, aghast, And wondering at her awn : How Reason reels! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd! what joy, what dread! Alternately...preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can' t snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. • _Of life stood still,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 pages
...distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately transported, and alarm'd! What c»n preserve my lite ! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Lotions of angels can't conmie me there. Ti« pas» conjecture ; all things rise in proof : While... | |
 | Edward Young - 1812 - 814 pages
...to man is man! Triumphantly distress'd! what joy! what dread! Alternately transported and alarm 'd! What can preserve my life! or what destroy! An angel's...the grave: Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture: all things rise in proof. While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft diminion spreads,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 324 pages
...aghast, And wondering at her own. How reason reels i O what a miracle to man is man ! Trinmphantly distress'd ! what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported...preserve my life! or what destroy ! An angel's arm can't suatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. Ti- past conjecture ; all things... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 380 pages
...what dread ! Alternately transported and alarm' d*i What can preserve my life ?«or what dfestroy? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof. While o'er my limbs sleep's soft dominion spread,... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1849 - 494 pages
...men is man ! Triumphantly distressed ! what joy ! what dread ! Alternately transported and alarmed ! What can preserve my life ! or what destroy ! An angel's...me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine mo there." Grand! but it requires the wisdom of a Swedenborg, as well as the poetic grandeur of a Young,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1815 - 332 pages
...wond'ring at her own. How reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'*!! what joy, what dread!' Alternately transported, and...destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave j. . Legions of angels can't confine me there. "Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof: While... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 390 pages
...down, supris'd, aghast, And wond'ring at her own : how reason reels ! O what a miracle to man is man, Triumphantly distress'd ! what joy, what dread ! Alternately...grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there. 'Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof : While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spreads.... | |
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