...terrors, must embitter every enjoyment oflife, and cloud the desponding brow with comfortless despair — For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? Par. Ix>st, B 2, v 146 &c. To such representations, however, just echoes as they may be of the natural...

...ac Dr. JOHNSON justly observes. " That must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure! For who would lose this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander...womb of uncreated night. Devoid of sense and motion V It will be the concern of every wise man, therefore, to tak* warning in time, to be cautious how...

...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 would lose, Though...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, i Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows,...

...terrors, must embitter every enjoyment of life, and cloud the desponding brow with comfortless despair — For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual...wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed Tip and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? Par. Lost, B 2, v 146...

...this intellectual being, I Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever : how he can Is...

...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...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, sw allow 'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreattd night. 150 Devoid of sense and motion ? and who...

...rage, And that must end us \ that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad fate ! For who would los«, Though full of pain, this intellectual being. Those...thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wkle womb of uncreated night, -Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows,...

...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,...

...more pleasing than the dreadful contemplation of the annihilation of the soul ? To be swallowed up " in the wide womb of uncreated night, devoid of sense and motion ?" If I err, too, in whose company do I err? — in the company of the greatest modern philosophers,...

..." — That must end us, that must be oar care. To be no more. Sad care' for who would lose, Tboagh full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion?" BOOK II. LINE...