For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, His can't be wrong whose life is in the right.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never Is, but always To be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Men, some to business, some to pleasure take But every woman is at heart a rake Men, some to quiet, some to public strife But every lady would be queen for life.
But ALL subsists by elemental strife;
And passions are the elements of life.
Edward and Henry, now the boast of fame,
And virtuous Alfred, a more sacred name,
After a life of gen'rous toils endur'd,
The Gaul subdu'd, or property secur'd,
Ambition humbled, mighty cities storm'd,
Or laws establish'd, and the world reform'd;
Clos'd their long glories with a sigh, to find
Th' unwilling gratitude of base mankind!
Awake my St John Leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us, since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die, Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man A mighty maze but not without a.
For sure such courage length of life denies,
And thou must fall, thy virtue's sacrifice.
Oh teach me nature to subdue,
Renounce my love, my life, myself--and you.
Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife,
And let me languish into life.
The Muse but serv'd to ease some friend, not Wife, To help me through this long disease, my life.
Let us, since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die, Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man A mighty maze but not without a plan.
The vanity of human life is like a river, constantly passing away, and yet constantly coming on.
The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Above, how high, progressive life may go!
Passions are the gales of life.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories