 What is the world itself? thy world — a grave. Where is the dust that has not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors. From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of...  The Works of the English Poets: Young - Страница 4по Samuel Johnson - 1779Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Edward Young - 1750 - 416 страници
...on, nor know Our prefent Frailties, or approaching Fate f LORENZO ! fuch the Glories of the World ! 'What is the World itfelf ? Thy World ?— A Grave. "Where is the Duft that has not been alive ? The Spade, the Plough, difturb our Anceftors ; From human Mould we reap our daily Bread. The Globe around... | |
 | Edward Young - 1750 - 350 страници
...on, nor know Our prefent Frailties, or approaching Fate ? LORENZO ! fuch the Glories of the World! What is the World itfelf ? Thy World ?— A Grave. Where is the Duft that has not been alive ? The Spade, the Plough, difturb our Anceftors; From human Mould we reap our daily Bread. The Globe around... | |
 | Edward Young - 1756 - 430 страници
...Frailties, or approaching Fate ? LORENZO ! fuch the Glories of the World ? What is the World itfelf ? Tty World ?— A Grave. Where is the Duft that has not been alive ? The Spade, the Plough, difturb our Anceftors ; From human Mould we reap our daily Bread. The Globe around... | |
 | Edward Young - 1762 - 298 страници
...on, nor know Our prefent frailties, or approaching fate ? LORENZO ! fuch the glories of the world f What is the world itfelf ? Thy world — A grave....plough, difturb our anceftors ; From human mould we reap oar daily brc:ad. The globe around earth's hollow furface fhakes, And is the cieling of her fleeping... | |
 | Edward Young - 1773 - 354 страници
...Frailties, or approaching Fate ? LORENZO ! fuch the Glories of the World ! What is the World itfelf i Thy World ?—A Grave. Where is the Duft that has not been alive ? The Spade, the Plough, difturb our Anceftors ; From human Mould we reap our daily Bread. The Globe around... | |
 | Edward Young - 1775 - 408 страници
...on, nor know Our prefent frailties, or approaching fate ? Lorenzo! fuch the glories of the world ! What is the world itfelf ? thy world ?-^-A grave....bread. The globe around earth's hollow furface fhakes, And is the cieling of her fleeping fons. O'er devaftation we blind revels keep ; Whole bury ? d towns... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 304 страници
...! 90 What is the world itfelf ? Thy world — a grave. Where is the duft that has not been alive i The fpade, the plough, difturb our anceftors ; From...daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow furface makes, 95 And is the cieling of her fleeping foils. O'er devaftation we blind .revels keep ; Whole... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 страници
...frailties, or approaching fare • Lorenzo, fuch the glories of the world ! What is the world itlelf * ipade, the plough, difturb our anccllors ; From human mould \ve Rap .our daily bread. The globe around... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 страници
...frailties, or approaching fate ! Lorenzo, fuch the glories of the world ! What is the world itfclf ? Thy world — A grave. Where is the duft that has not been alive ? The fpadc, the plough, difturb our anccftors ; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around... | |
 | Edward Young - 1792 - 356 страници
...on, nor know Our prefent frailties, or approaching fate ? LORENZO ! fuch the glories of the world ! What is the world itfelf .' Thy world — A grave....daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow furface makes, And is the ceiling of her fleeping fons. O'er clevaftation we blind revels keep ; Whole bury'd... | |
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