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" As those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is sever'd from the heart ; Till loosen'd life at last — but breathing clay, Without one pang, is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend... "
The Polyanthos - Page 116
1812
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Select Proverbs, Italian, Spanish, French, English, Scotish, British, &c ...

John Mapletoft - 1707 - 126 lehte
...decay, we die in Part, String after String is fever'd from the Heart ; Till loofen'd Life, at laft but breathing Clay, Without one Pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateft feels the Blow, Whofe Eyes have wept o'er ev'ry Friend laid low, • Dragc'd ling'ringon from...
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The Weekly Miscellany; Or, Instructive Entertainer: Containing a ..., 7. köide

1776
...in part, String after firing is fever'dfrom the heart j 'Till wearied life, at laft, but breath ing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateit feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er many a friend laid low ; Dragg'd ling'ring on from...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., 2. köide

James Thomson - 1774
...decay, we die in part, String after firing is fever'd from the heart j; Till loofen'd life, at laft,, but breathing clay,, "Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateft feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er ev'ry friend laid'low,, •• A Jragg'd ling'ring...
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The Works of the English Poets: Thomson; Hammond; Collins

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...decay, we die in part, String after firing is fever'd from the heart ; Till loofen'd life, at laft, but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateft feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd lingering on from partial...
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The Edinburgh Magazine, Or, Literary Miscellany, 6. köide

1787
...we die in part, " String after firing is fever'd from the heart ; " Till loofen'd life at laft — but breathing clay, " Without one pang, is glad to fall away. " Unhappy he who lateft feels the blow/ " Whofe eyes have wept o'er ev'ry friend laid low ; " Dragg'd ling'ring on from...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., 1. köide

James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1788
...decay, we die in part, String after firing is fever'd from the heart; Till loofen'd life, at laft, but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateft feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd lingering on from partial...
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The Gentleman's Magazine, 63. köide

1788
...love decay, we die in part; String after ftringisfever'd from ths heart; . Till loofen'd life, at laft but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy lie who lateft feels the blow, [low, Whofe eyes have wept G'LL evei y friend laid Drajg'd lingering,...
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Essays on the Lives and Writings of Fletcher of Saltoun and the Poet Thomson ...

David Stewart Erskine Earl of Buchan - 1792 - 280 lehte
...decay, we die in part, String after ftring is fever'd from the heart ; Till loofen'd life at laft — but breathing clay, Without one pang, is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who lateft feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er ev'ry friend laid low, Dragg'd ling'ring on from partial...
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The Seasons

James Thomson, Robert Heron - 1793 - 295 lehte
...decay, we die in part, String after firing is fever'd from the heart ; Till loofen'd life, at laft, but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he, who lateft feels the blow, Whofe eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd ling'ring on from partial...
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A New and General Biographical Dictionary: Containing an Historical and ...

1798
...decay, we die in part ; String after llring is fever'd from the heart, Till loofen'd life at Lift — but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who lateft feels the blow ; Whofe eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low ; Dragg'd ling ring on from...
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