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" Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive, kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown... "
The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and Smollett - Страница 162
по Samuel Johnson - 1868 - 254 страници
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The Lady's Magazine: Or, Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ...

1829 - 696 страници
...might well moralise on his bachelorship, and call himself ' a solidary fly.' Thy loy, no glitt'ring female meets ; No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display ! *" Collins was never a lover, and never married. His odes, with all their exquisite fancy and splendid...

Annual Register of World Events, Том 18

1778 - 626 страници
...by the hand uf rough mischance. Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. " Methinks I hear, in accents low. The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist I and what art thou Î A solitary fly I Thy joys no glittering female meets. No hive hast thou of hoarded...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages ...

Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 страници
...Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind...! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty...

The Poetical Works: Of Thomas Gray, ... with Some Account of His Life and ...

Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 страници
...Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind...Moralist! and what art thou? A solitary fly! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display: On hasty...

The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray

Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 страници
...Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind...! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty...

Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low, The sportive kind...Moralist! and what art thou ? A solitary fly! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, • Nare per sestatem liquidam. Virg....

The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence ..., Том 1

Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 страници
...Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age, their airy dance. They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply:...youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May. ODE II. Olt THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes,...

La Belle Assemblée, Том 6

1809 - 402 страници
...Brnsh'd by the hand of rough mischance, Or cbill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rent Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind...! and what art thou ' A solitary fly ! Thy joys no gHtt'rinj femnle meets, \n hive bust I In. u of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display ; Ou...

Elegant Extracts, Томове 1–2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 страници
...by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leaye, in dust to rest. ; the conscious groves, The scene of hia past triumphs...Sadly surveying where he- ranjj'd alone •Prince glitt'ring female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sheets, No painted plumage to display ; On nasty...

The Muses' Bower,: Embellished with the Beauties of English Poetry, Том 1

English poetry - 1809 - 302 страници
...d by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear, in accents low, The sportive kind reply : Poor Moralist ! and what art thou ? Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display...




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