This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1856 Excerpt: ...our knowing, We must still be undergoing, Why, what's the use of knowing? THE DEAD. The phantom of a substance fled, The echo of a sound, Where darkness all above is spread, And silence all around, --These--these alone, when we are dead, In Ades will be found. Down through that yawning gulf, the grave, When life's ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1856 Excerpt: ...our knowing, We must still be undergoing, Why, what's the use of knowing? THE DEAD. The phantom of a substance fled, The echo of a sound, Where darkness all above is spread, And silence all around, --These--these alone, when we are dead, In Ades will be found. Down through that yawning gulf, the grave, When life's brief fit is o'er, Shall sink the great, the good, the brave, Down to the sunless shore, Where, by the hush of sullen wave, They sleep for evermore. DEATH THE UNIVERSAL LOT. Sthaight is our passage to the grave, Whether from Meroe's burning wave, Or Attic groves we roam. Grieve not in distant lands to die! Our vessels seek, from every sky, Death's universal home. FRAGMENT. The ever-smiling Venus, and the Nymphs That form her happy train, their foreheads bind With garlands of the choicest flowers that grow On the sweet-smelling bosom of the earth, Breathing and dropping odours--as they move, The Graces join in mirthful song, the while Old Ida's lofty summit, crown'd with springs, In quick vibration echoes back the strain. THE LOVER'S WISH. Oh, that I were some gentle air, That when the heats of summer glow, And lay thy panting bosom bare, I might upon that bosom blow I--Oh, that I were yon blushing flower, Which, even now thy hands have prest, To live, though but for one short hour. Upon the Elysium of thy breast. EXCLAMATION OF VENUS, ON SEEING HER STATUE IT PRAXITELES. Mt naked charms! The Phrygian swain, And Dardan, boy--to those I've shown them, And only those of mortal strain: --How should Praxiteles have known them? ON A STATUE OF ENVY. Moulded with envied skill, black Envy see, A living mass of prostrate misery. Grieved at another's good, the wretch has thrown His aged limbs down on the hard rough stone: And there the shrivell'd form in squalo.
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