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" To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid of sense and motion? "
The Art of Speaking: Containing, an Essay, in which are Given Rules for ... - Page 218
by James Burgh - 1804 - 291 lehte
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors ..., 2. köide

John Milton - 1809 - 518 lehte
...We mult exafperate The Almighty Viftor to fpend all his rage, 144 And that muft end us ; that muft be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure ! for who would lofe, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Thofe thoughts that wander through eternity, To...
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Paradise Lost, and the Fragment of a Commentary upon it by William Cowper

William Hayley - 1810 - 484 lehte
...despair : we must exasperate The Almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure ! for who...lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb...
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: With the Life of the Author, 1. köide

John Milton - 1813 - 342 lehte
...exasperate Th1 almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that must be ow cure, 14* To be no more: sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, sw allow 'd up and lost In the wide...
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The Analectic Magazine ...: Comprising Original Reviews, Biography ..., 7. köide

1816 - 586 lehte
...which Milton puts into the mouth of the fallen angel: — " And that must end us, that must be dur cure, " To be no more; sad cure; for who would lose, " Though full of p:iiu, this intellectual being, " Those thoughts that wander through eternity, " To perish rather,...
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The Monthly Repository of Theology and General Literature, 14. köide

1819 - 808 lehte
...vast numbers of its chief inhabitants, the once-adopted children of God, shall be no more • 5arf cure .' for who would lose Though full of pain, this...These thoughts that wander through eternity; To perish rather ; swaHow'd up and loir, In the wide womb of uncreated nig-ht, Deruid of sense and motion ! "...
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Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., 1. köide

John Aikin - 1820 - 832 lehte
...despair : we must exasperate The almighty victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us ; that n crude old age ; Though Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books

John Milton - 1820 - 342 lehte
...exasperate Th' almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us, that must be our cure, 145 To be no more: sad cure ; for who would lose, Though full of pain. Ibis intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through tternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, 1. köide

John Milton - 1821 - 226 lehte
...flat despair: We must exasperateThe Almighty Victor to spend all his rage, And that must end us; that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure ! for who...lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb...
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The North American Review, 22. köide

1826 - 520 lehte
...we should be with difficulty reconciled to the loss of existence, for we know not how many ages. ' To be no more ; sad cure ! for who would lose Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb...
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Paradise lost, a poem

John Milton - 1821 - 346 lehte
...would on his throne Sit unpolluted, and th' etherial mould, Incapable of stain, would soon expel 140 To be no more : sad cure ; for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that zander through eternity, To perish rather, s wallow 'd up and lost In the wide...
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