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" Or moss-crowned fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, Which plains more blest or verdant vales bestow ; Here rocks alone, and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around. Sad was the hour,... "
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The Beauties of the Poets:: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry ...

1800 - 322 страници
...desp'rate sorrow wild, th' affrighted man Thrice sigh'd, thrice struck his breast, and thus began : " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, " When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" Ah ! little thought I of the blasting wind, The thirst or pinching hunger that I find : Bethink...

The Poetical Works of Mr. William Collins

William Collins - 1802 - 198 страници
...valley's pride, Why think we these less pleasing to behold, Than dreary deserts, if they lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, " When first from Schiraz' walls I ber.t my way !" Oh cease, my fears ! — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes...

Travels in Africa: Performed During the Years 1785, 1786, and 1787 ..., Том 1

Sylvain Meinrad Xavier de Golbéry - 1803 - 382 страници
...a s.trong sensation of melancholy, which I endeavoured to dissipate with those who shared cay fate. Here rocks alone, and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around". ******* " O cease my fears! All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe, What...

The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, Том 9

Henry David Thoreau - 1803 - 492 страници
...melancholy pleasure we echoed the melodious plaint of our fellow-traveler, Hassan, in the desert, — " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I hent my way." The air lay lifeless between the hills, as in a seething caldron, with no leaf stirring,...

The Poetical Works of William Collins

William Collins - 1804 - 168 страници
...day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, Which plains more blest, or verdant vales, beston' : Here rocks alone and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around." Yet in these beautiful lines there is a slight error, which writers of the greatest genius very frequently...

The poetical works of William Collins, with the comm. of Langhorne. To which ...

William Collins - 1804 - 166 страници
...springs in murmurs break away , Or moss-crown'd fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, Which plains more blest, or verdant vales, bestow : Here rocks alone ami tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around." Yet in these beautiful...

The Poetical Works ...: With the Life of the Author

Samuel Johnson - 1805 - 238 страници
...moss-crown'd fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delight to know Which plains more bless'd or verdant vales bestow ; Here rocks alone and tasteless...day, " When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" Curs'd be the gold and silver which persuade Weak men to follow far fatiguing trade ! The lily peace...

The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry

1806 - 330 страници
...springs in murmurs break away, . Or moss-crown'd fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, Which plains more blest, or verdant...Here rocks alone, and tasteless sands are found, And f.iint and sickly winds for ever howl around. " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, " When...

Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...desperate sorrow wild, the affrighted man Thrice sigh'd ; thrice struck his breast ;and thus began* " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day. " When first from Schir.us' walls 1 bent my way {M All ! little thought I of the blasting wind, The thirst, or pinching...

Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin

Poetry - 1806 - 192 страници
...springs in murmurs break away, Or moss-crown' d fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, Which plains more blest or verdant vales bestow. Here GO Hassan, or, The Camel Driver. Here rocks alone and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly...




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