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 | The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes |  |
In proud disdain of what e'en gods adore,
Dost smile?—Poor wretch! thy guardian-angel weeps.
Angels and men assent to what I sing;
Wits smile, and thank me for my midnight dream.
How vicious hearts fume frenzy to the brain!
Parts push us on to Pride, and Pride to Shame;
Pert Infidelity is Wit's cockade,
To grace the brasen brow that braves the Skies;
By loss of being dreadfully secure.
Lorenzo! if thy doctrine wins the day,
And drives my dreams, defeated, from the field;
If this is all, if earth a final scene,
Take heed: stand fast; be sure to be a knave;
A knave in grain; ne'er deviate to the right:
Shouldst thou be good—how infinite thy loss!
Guilt only makes annihilation gain.
Bless'd scheme! which Life deprives of comfort, Death
Of hope; and which Vice only recommends!
If so, where, infidels, your bait thrown out
To catch weak converts? Where your lofty boast
Of zeal for virtue, and of love to man?
Annihilation, I confess, in these.
Dost smile?—Poor wretch! thy guardian-angel weeps.
Angels and men assent to what I sing;
Wits smile, and thank me for my midnight dream.
How vicious hearts fume frenzy to the brain!
Parts push us on to Pride, and Pride to Shame;
Pert Infidelity is Wit's cockade,
To grace the brasen brow that braves the Skies;
By loss of being dreadfully secure.
Lorenzo! if thy doctrine wins the day,
And drives my dreams, defeated, from the field;
If this is all, if earth a final scene,
Take heed: stand fast; be sure to be a knave;
A knave in grain; ne'er deviate to the right:
Shouldst thou be good—how infinite thy loss!
Guilt only makes annihilation gain.
Bless'd scheme! which Life deprives of comfort, Death
Of hope; and which Vice only recommends!
If so, where, infidels, your bait thrown out
To catch weak converts? Where your lofty boast
Of zeal for virtue, and of love to man?
Annihilation, I confess, in these.
| The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes | |