Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 53, No. 329, March, 1843 by Various
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page 74 of 328 (22%)
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THE CHIEF END OF MAN. What the chief end of Man?--Behold yon tree, And let it teach thee, Friend! _Will_ what that will-less yearns for;--and for thee Is compass'd Man's chief end! * * * * * ULYSSES. To gain his home all oceans he explored-- Here Scylla frown'd--and there Charybdis roar'd; Horror on sea--and horror on the land-- In hell's dark boat he sought the spectre land, Till borne--a slumberer--to his native spot He woke--and sorrowing, knew his country not! * * * * * JOVE TO HERCULES. 'Twas not my nectar made thy strength divine, But 'twas thy strength which made my nectar thine! * * * * * |
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