Each moment has its sickle, emulous Of Time's enormous scythe, whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root.
Night thoughts, and A paraphrase on part of the book of Job. With the life of the author (by sir H. Croft and dr. Johnson). (ed. 1812)
Each moment has its sickle, emulous Of Time's enormous scythe, whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root.
Night thoughts, and A paraphrase on part of the book of Job. With the life of the author (by sir H. Croft and dr. Johnson). (ed. 1812)