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" ... humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close. And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my... "
The Poetical Works of James Beattie, and the Poems and Plays of Oliver Goldsmith - Страница 204
по James Beattie, Oliver Goldsmith - 1864 - 458 страници
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The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 страници
...book-learn'd skill ; Around my fire an ev'ning group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And as an hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O...

Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell

Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 страници
...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw : And as an hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations pass'd, Here to return — and die at home at last....

The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life ...

Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 страници
...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an ev'ning group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O...

Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw; And, as an hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place...from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my loug vexations past, Here to return— and die at home at last. O blest retirement ! friend to life's...

Elegant Extracts, Томове 1–2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 страници
...book-learn'd skill. Around my fire, an evening group to draw, And tell if all I felt, and all I saw ; And, ns a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the...last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, th:it never must be mine ! How blest.is he, who crowns, in shades like these, A...

The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith, Том 2

Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 страници
...skilLD2 Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And as a have, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from...last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as an hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place...vexations past, Here to return— and die at home at last. For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep ; No surly...

The muses' bower, embellished with the beauties of English poetry, Том 3

English poetry - 1809 - 308 страници
...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw ; And, as a hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants...I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return—and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care,...

Smart, Wilkie, P. Whitehead, Fawkes, Lovibond, Harte, Langhorne, Goldsmith ...

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 648 страници
...book-learn'd ski 1 1, Around my fire an ev'ning group to draw, And tell of all 1 felt, and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O...

The beauties of the poets: a collection of moral and sacred poetry, compiled ...

Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 страници
...share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown; Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; I stilJ had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return and die at home at last. O bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine! How bless'd...




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