The Poetical Works of Thomas Chatterton, Volume 1Bell and Daldy, 1872 |
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Page 263 - God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys ; To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in thy justice praise. The mystic mazes of thy will, The shadows of celestial light, Are past the power of human skill — But what the Eternal acts is right...
Page lxxxiii - This is the last Will and Testament of me Thomas Chatterton, of the city of Bristol; being sound in body, or it is the fault of my last surgeon; the soundness of my mind, the Coroner and Jury are to be judges of, desiring them to take notice, that the most perfect Masters of Human Nature in Bristol distinguish me by the title of the Mad Genius...
Page 265 - ... thy justice fear ! If in this bosom aught but Thee Encroaching sought a boundless sway, Omniscience could the danger see, And Mercy look the cause away. Then, why, my soul, dost thou complain ? Why drooping seek the dark recess ? Shake off the melancholy chain, For God created all to bless. But ah ! my breast is human still; The rising sigh, the falling tear, My languid vitals' feeble rill, The sickness of my soul declare.
Page 374 - Tis immortality deciphers man, And opens all the mysteries of his make : Without it, half his instincts are a riddle ; Without it, all his virtues are a dream...
Page 255 - Oh, how oft shall he On faith and changed gods complain, and seas Rough with black winds and storms Unwonted shall admire, Who now enjoys thee credulous...
Page 338 - I am settled, and in such a settlement as I would desire. I get four guineas a month by one Magazine : shall engage to write a History of England, and other pieces, which will more than double that sum.
Page 271 - Farr, Esq., and Mr. John Flower, at their joint expense, cause my body to be interred in the tomb of my fathers, and raise the monument over my body to the height of four feet five inches, placing the present flat stone on the top, and adding six tablets.
Page lxxxvii - But the Devil of the matter is, there is no money to be got on this side of the question. Interest is on the other side. But he is a poor author who cannot write on both sides. I believe I may be introduced (and, if I am not, I'll introduce myself) to a ruling power in the Court party.
Page lxv - John's, in this city ; his merit as a biographer, historiographer, is great ; as a poet still greater : some of his pieces would do honour to Pope ; and the person under whose patronage they may appear to the world, will lay the Englishman, the antiquary, and the poet, under an eternal obligation.
Page 268 - Thy friendship never could be dear to me, Since all I am is opposite to thee. If ever obligated to thy purse, Rowley discharges all — my first, chief curse! For had I never known the antique lore, I ne'er had ventured from my peaceful shore To be the wreck of promises and hopes, A Boy of Learning, and a Bard of Tropes ; But happy in my humble sphere had moved, Untroubled, unrespected, unbeloved.