John Armstrong Quotes About Heaven

Quotes about: Heaven

• He knows enough, the mariner, who knows
  Where lurk the shelves, and where the whirlpools boil,
  What signs portend the storm: to subtler minds
  He leaves to scan, from what mysterious cause
  Charybdis rages in the Ionian wave;
  Whence those impetuous currents in the main
  Which neither oar nor sail can stem; and why
  The roughening deep expects the storm, as sure
  As red Orion mounts the shrouded heaven.

  John Armstrong

  Sea, Heaven, Mind

  John Armstrong, John Dyer (1858). “The Poetical Works of Armstrong, Dyer, and Green: With Memoirs, and Critical Dissertations”, p.37

• There is, they say, (and I believe there is),
  A spark within us of th' immortal fire,
  That animates and moulds the grosser frame;
  And when the body sinks, escapes to heaven;
  Its native seat, and mixes with the gods.

  John Armstrong

  Believe, Fire, Heaven

  John Armstrong (2011). “John Armstrong's The Art of Preserving Health: Eighteenth-century Sensibility in Practice”, p.111, Ashgate Publishing, Ltd.

• The athletic fool, to whom what heaven denied of soul, is well compensated in limbs.

  John Armstrong

  Heaven, Athletic, Soul

  John Armstrong, John Aikin, William Andrus Alcott (1838). “The Art of Preserving Health: A Poem, in Four Books”, p.80

• Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and frowns of fate Exalts great Nature's favourites: a wealth That ne'er encumbers, nor can be transferr'd.

  John Armstrong

  Fate, Heaven, Soul

  John Armstrong (2011). “John Armstrong's The Art of Preserving Health: Eighteenth-century Sensibility in Practice”, p.120, Ashgate Publishing, Ltd.

• Ye who amid this feverish world would wear A body free of pain, of cares a mind, Fly the rank city, shun its turbid air; Breathe not the chaos of eternal smoke And volatile corruption, from the dead, The dying, sickening, and the living world Exhal'd, to sully heaven's transparent dome With dim mortality.

  John Armstrong

  Pain, Air, Cities

  John Armstrong, Samuel Johnson (1822). “The Poems of Armstrong and Johnson”, p.25

• For wisest ends this universal Power Gave appetites, from whose quick impulse life Subsists, by which we only live, all life Insipid else, unactive, unenjoy'd. Hence to this peopled earth, which, that extinct, That flame for propagation, soon would roll A lifeless mass, and vainly cumber heaven.

  John Armstrong

  Flames, Heaven, Earth

  John Armstrong (1770). “The forced marriage, a tragedy. Sketches: or, Essays on various subjects, by Launcelot Temple, Esq”

• Your friends avoid you, brutishly transform'd
  They hardly know you, or if one remains
  To wish you well, he wishes you in heaven.

  John Armstrong

  Heaven, Wish, Wells

  John Armstrong, John Dyer (1858). “The Poetical Works of Armstrong, Dyer, and Green: With Memoirs, and Critical Dissertations”, p.56

• What avails it that indulgent Heaven
  From mortal eyes has wrapt the woes to come,
  If we, ingenious to torment ourselves,
  Grow pale at hideous fictions of our own?
  Enjoy the present; nor which needless cares
  Of what may spring from blind misfortune's womb,
  Appal the surest hour that life bestows.
  Serence, and master of yourself, prepare
  For what may come; and leave the rest to Heaven.

  John Armstrong

  Spring, Eye, Heaven

  John Armstrong (2011). “John Armstrong's The Art of Preserving Health: Eighteenth-century Sensibility in Practice”, p.116, Ashgate Publishing, Ltd.

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