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...to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his suff'rings: all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan; The tender...swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more;—where ignorance is bliss, Tis folly to be wise. [It has been well remarked by a Writer in the...

...laughing in his ireful mood. Dry den's fable ofPalamonandArtite. The tender for another's pain, TV unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know...more ; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. [It has been well remarked by a Writer in the Gentleman's Magazine, Vol. Ixviii. p. 481. that...

...the band , That n«mbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. T« To each his suff'rings : all are men , Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender...should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes to late , And happiness too swiftly flies: Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; where ignorance...

...the Prince and Princess de Tarente playing about like two kittens. — Happy, happy, happy, pair ! Yet ah ! why should they know their fate >' Since...their paradise. No more; where ignorance is bliss, 'T is folly to be wise. GRAY. The parcel, with the enclosures for 39 Dr. Price, is not yet arrived....

...fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming age. To each his suft'rings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan; The tender...paradise. No more; where ignorance is bliss, Tis folly to be wise. ODE OH the DEATH of a FAVOURITE CAT, Drimiud in a Tub of Gold-Fahet, (GRAT.) I. TWAS on a...

...to fill the hand. That numhs the soul with icy hand; To each his suff'rings: all are men, Condciun'd alike to groan, The tender for another's pain, Th'...paradise. No more: where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. .TRE COUNTRY BOX, 1757. BY ROBEIIT LLOYD, AM TRE wealthy Cit, grown old in trade, Now wishes...

...Age. To each his suff'rings; all are men Condemn' d alike to groan, The tender for another's puin, Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah! why should they...paradise. No more; wh'ere ignorance is bliss 'Tis folly to be wise. ^ ODE IV. TO ADVERSITY. DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless pow'r, Thou tamer of the human breast,...

...fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his suff'rings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender...his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate f Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would destroy their paradise....