 | Thomas Gray - 1768 - 140 страници
...brink With me the Mufs fhall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in ruflic ftate) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how thro' the peopled air... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1778 - 182 страници
...brink With me the Mufe fhall fit, and think, (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate), How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great ! a bank O'er-canbpied with lufcious woodbine. S/ialicfp. Midf, Nifht's JDrtam* Still Still is the... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1782 - 386 страници
...rnfhy brink With me the Mafe fhall fit and think (At cafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great b ! III. Still is the toiling hand of care: The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled... | |
 | 1782 - 370 страници
...rufhy brink With me the Mufe fhall fit and think (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great b ! III. Still is the toiling hand of care : The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1786 - 210 страници
...brink With me the Mufe fhall fit, and think, (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate), How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care; The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how thro' the peopled air... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 372 страници
...brink With me the Mufe fhall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great t »----» bank O'ei-canopied with lufcious woodbine. SHAKISP. MIDS. NIGHT'S DBIAM. . Still Still is... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 страници
...rulliy brink With me the Mufc (hall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in rulty ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care; The panting herds rcpole : Yet hark, how thro' the peopl'd ait... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1798 - 130 страници
...!_} With me the Muf* fhall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How •wain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little, are the proud, How indigent the great. 4C -a bank CXer-canopy'd with lufcious woodbine, Staie/f. MM. ' C3 Still is the toiling hand of Care,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 страници
...brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great! [I]* (a) O'er-canopies the glade. a bank O'er-canopied with luscious woodbine. Shakesp. Mills. Night's... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 512 страници
...brink With me the МиГе ftall Ct, and think (At eafereclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herd's repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled... | |
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O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the crowd ! How low, how little, are the proud ! How indigent the great... 
