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" When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, Or death quite breaks the spring, and motion ends. "
The complaint; or, Night thoughts, on life, death, and immortality ... - Página 288
por Edward Young - 1815
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The Poetical Works of Milton, Young, Gray, Beattie, and Collins

1836
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin...spring, and motion ends: When will it end with me? ' THOD only know'st, Thou, whose broad eye the future and the past ' Joins to the present, making one...
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The Complaint: Or, Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1837 - 293 páginas
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn; Fresh we spin...Thou alone, All-knowing! — all-unknown! — and yet well known! Near, though remote! and, though unfathom'd, felt! And, though invisible, for ever seen!...
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The Complaint and Consolation; Or, Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ...

Edward Young - 1837 - 288 páginas
...Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, 2190 Or death quite breaks the spring, and motiou ends : When will it end with me ? ' Thou only know'st,...the past Joins to the present, making one of three 2194 To mortal thought ! Thou know'st, and Thou alone, AH knowing ! — all unknown ! — and yet well...
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Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality

Edward Young - 1839 - 301 páginas
...machine. Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin...Thou alone. All-knowing! — all-unknown! — and yet well known! Near, though remote ! and, though unfathom'd, reu : And, though invisible, for ever seen...
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Flora's Lexicon: An Interpretation of the Language and Sentiment of Flowers ...

Catharine Harbeson Waterman - 1839 - 252 páginas
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn; Fresh we spin...Or death quite breaks the spring, and motion ends. YOUNG. Sleep's dewy wand Has stroked my drooping lids, and promises My long arrear of rest ; the downy...
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Night thoughts on life, death, and immortality. [Followed by] A paraphrase ...

Edward Young - 1839
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, Or duiitii quite hreaks the spring, and motion ends. When will it end with me? ' Thou only know'st! 'Thou,...
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The Complaint: Or, Night Thoughts

Edward Young - 1847 - 324 páginas
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. . When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin...spring, and motion ends. When will it end with me ? " THOT' only know'st, Thou, whose broad eye the future, and the past, Joins to the present ; making...
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Paradise Lost: In Twelve Parts. Night Thoughts on Life, Death and ...

John Milton, Edward Young - 1848
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, 2190 Or death quite breaks the spring, and motion ends : When will it end with me ? ' Thou only know'st,...
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Paradise Lost: In Twelve Parts

John Milton - 1849 - 582 páginas
...machine, Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, 2190 Or death quite breaks the spring, and motion ends : When will it end with me ? ''Thou only know'st,...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books

John Milton - 1850 - 294 páginas
...Which asks such frequent periods of repair. When tired with vain rotations of the day, Sleep win-is us up for the succeeding dawn ; Fresh we spin on, till sickness clogs our wheels, 2190 Or death quite breaks the spring, and moliou ends : When will it end with me ? ' Thou only know'st,...
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