 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 486 страници
...thy foul be great, And fhew thou dar'ft deferve a better ftate. V. Then, lovely mourner, wipe thofe tears away, And cares that urge thee to decay ; Like ravenous age thy charms they wafte, Wrinkle thy youthful brow,and bloomingbeautiesblaft. But keep thy looks and mind ferene, All... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 516 страници
...thy foul be great, And (hew thou dar'ft deferve a better (lite. V. Then, lovely mourner, wipe thofe tears away, And cares that urge thee to decay ; Like ravenous age thy charms they wafte. Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming blaft. But keep thy looks and mind ferene, All gay without,... | |
 | Great Britain - 1804 - 528 страници
...be great, And flicw chou dar ft defer v с a better ftate. V. Then, lovely mourner, wipe thofe rears away, And cares that urge thee to decay ; Like ravenous age thy charms they warte, Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming beautlf. blaft. But keep thy looks and mind ferene,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 560 страници
...behind : Amidst afflictions let thy soul be great, And show t liou «I ru'st deserve a better state. Then, lovely mourner, wipe those tears away, And cares...waste, Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming beauties But keep thy looks and mind serene, [blast. All gay without, all calm within ; For Fate is aw'd, and... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 562 страници
...behind : Amidst afflictions let thy soul be great, And show thou dar'st deserve a better state. Tien, lovely mourner, wipe those tears away. And cares that urge thee to decay ; Lake ravenous Age thy charm- they waste, Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming beauties But keep... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 462 страници
...lot behind: Amidst afflictions let thy soul be great, And show thou dar'st deserve a better state. Then, lovely mourner, wipe those tears away, And cares that urge thee to decay; Like ravenous ugc thy charms they waste, Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming beauties But keep thy looks and... | |
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Then, lovely mourner, wipe those tears away, And cares that urge thee to decay ; Like ravenous Age thy charms they waste, Wrinkle thy youthful brow, and blooming beauties But keep thy looks and mind serene, [blast. 