 | John Bell - 1789 - 202 страници
...year 5 The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow The firm connected bulwark seems to... | |
 | John Bell - 1789 - 396 страници
...The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self applause. ___ To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, _,^ Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow The firm connected... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 страници
...year. The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self-applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride, Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 страници
...year ; The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self-applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm, connected bulwark seems... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 страници
...year : The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self-applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward, methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 страници
...year : The mind still turns where shifting fashion draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self-applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward, methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...draws, Nor weighs the solid worth of self-applause. To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom* d in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient...coming tide, Lift the tall rampier's artificial pride. Onwards, methinks, and diligently slow, The firm, connected bulwark seems to grow ; Spreads its long... | |
 | 1806 - 924 страници
...as it were, from the grasp of the ocean by the unremitting effort j ot iiumau industry. " Mcthinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire'-s artificial pride. Onward, mcthinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems... | |
 | John Aikin - 1807 - 442 страници
...and rescued, as it were, from the grasp of the ocean by the unremitting efforts of human industry. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the...And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward, me thinks, and diligently slow The firm connected bulwark seems... | |
 | Edward Mangin - 1808 - 236 страници
...soil" of Switzerland, and the sprightly region of France, with their inhabitants, he proceeds— " To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies: ***** Where the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile, The slow... | |
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To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward,... 
