William Julius Mickle

Scottish poet (1734–1788)

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On insanity in relation to cardiac and aortic disease and phthisis ...
Poems, and a tragedy
The Lusiad
Uma carta de William Julius Mickle offerta da sua traducção dos "Lusiadas" ao Marquez de Pombal
The prophecy of Queen Emma

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“The best of parents blest my younger days;What others teach with frowns, they taught with praise.”
“My father joy'd to show the pleasant road,That leads thro' nature, up to nature's God.While others teach their sons the love of gold,He to my opening judgment would unfoldThe classic page.—My mother would inspireAnd fan the sallies of the muse's fire:She taught me to be great, was to be good;That goodness far excell'd the noblest blood.”
“Knowledge or wealth to few are given,But mark how just the ways of Heaven:True joy to all is free.Nor wealth nor knowledge grant the boon:'Tis thine, O conscience, thine alone,It all belongs to thee.”
“Dull as a twice-told tale.”
“Thousands of angels at thy gate,And great archangels stand,And twenty thousand chariots wait,Great Lord, thy dread command!Through all thy great, thy vast domains,With godlike honours clad,Captivity in captive chainsTriumphing thou hast led.”
“There, where the cross in hoary ruin nods,And weeping yews o'ershade the lettered stones,While midnight silence wraps these dark abodes,And soothes me wand'ring o'er my kindred bones,Let kindled fancy view the glorious morn,When from the bursting graves the dust shall rise,All nature smiling, and, by angels borne,Messiah's cross, far blazing o'er the skies.”