 | William Collins - 1925 - 54 страници
...we thefe lefs pleafmg to behold, Than dreary Defarts, if they lead to Gold ? Sad was the Hour, &c. O ceafe, my Fears ! all frantic as I go, When Thought creates unnumber'd Scenes of Woe, 5 What What if the Lion in his Rage I meet ! Oft in the Duft I view his printed Feet... | |
 | 1764 - 404 страници
...defarts, if they lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" O ceafe, my fears! — All...his printed feet : • • And fearful ! oft, when days declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night. .By hunger rous'd, he fcours the... | |
 | William Collins, John Langhorne - 1765 - 200 страници
...deferts, if they lead to gold? " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" O ceafe, my fears ! — all...his printed feet : And fearful ! oft, when- day's decKning light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night> By hunger rous'd, he fcours the groaning... | |
 | William Collins, John Langhorne - 1765 - 210 страници
...deferts, if they lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! O ceafe, my fears .' — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumbcr'd fcenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the daft I view his printed... | |
 | Moses Mendez - 1770 - 334 страници
..." Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was" the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I .bent my way \'f O ceafe, my fears ! — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unaumber'd fcenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet !— s Oft in the duft I view his printed... | |
 | John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - 544 страници
...which the begining of the Eclogue imprefled, is now refumed and enforced with frefh vigour : V. 49. O ceafe my fears ! — All frantic as I go, When thought...duft I view his printed feet : And fearful ! oft when days declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger rous'd he fcours the groaning... | |
 | John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - 492 страници
...Eclogue imprefled, is now refumed and enforced with frefh vigour : V. 49. O ceafe my fears ! — AH frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes...duft I view his printed feet : And fearful ! oft when days declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger rous'd he fcours the groaning... | |
 | 1788 - 404 страници
...defarts, if they lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When f;i-:l from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" O ceafe my fears '—All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumberM fcenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet!— — Oft in tb« dud I view his printed... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 270 страници
...deferts, if they lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour, and lucklefs was the day, " When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way !'*' O ceafe, my fears ! — all frantic as 1 go, When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft... | |
 | Beauties - 1791 - 214 страници
...hour, and lucklefs was the day, When firft from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! O ccale, my tears ! all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes of woe. What if the lion in his rage I mect ! Oft in the duft I view his printed feet ; And, fearful ! ofr, when day's declining light Yields... | |
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What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet: And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger... 
