 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 pages
...dispatch ; How much is to lie done ? My hopes and fear* Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow yerge Look down — On what ? a fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity ! how surely miiu I And cao eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich,... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 324 pages
...departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start...and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what IA fathomless abyss. A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner... | |
 | Edward Young - 1813 - 380 pages
...departed hours : Where are they? With the 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 Look down— on what ? a fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity... | |
 | Edward Young - 1815 - 332 pages
...hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ? My hopes and fears Start...mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner oil the bounties of an hour ? How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 416 pages
...the precariousness of tkeir tenure until it has altogether failed. Then, for a moment at least, Our hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's...Look down — On what ? — a fathomless abyss, A dark eternity, how surely ours !— . - ? • . . , . -j The crowd of assembled gazers and idlers atEllangowanhad... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 356 pages
...until it has altogether failed. Then, for a moment at least, Our hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — On what ? — a fathomless abyss, A dark eternity, how surely ours ! The crowd of assembled gazers and idlers at Ellangowan had followed... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1815 - 358 pages
...the precariousness of their tenure until it has altogether failed. Then, for a moment at least, Our hopes and fears Start up alarm'd, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down—On what?—a fathomless abyss,' A dark eternity, how surely ours ! i The crowd of assembled... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 284 pages
...departed hours. Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands dispatch : How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start...fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity! how surely mine! ON LIFE, DEATH, AND IMMORTALITY. 3 And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner On the bounties of... | |
 | Edward Young - 1816 - 390 pages
...hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch : How much is to be done ! My hopes and fears Start...and o'er life's narrow verge Look down— on what fa fathomless abyss ; A dread eternity ! how surely mine ! And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner... | |
 | 1838 - 884 pages
...that have been thrown up on the surging sea. " My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life a narrow verge Look down, — on what? a fathomless abyss, A dread eternity." That is indeed Poetry. Recoils the soul from the brink of the abyss? Stands it shuddering there ? By... | |
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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? 
