 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 страници
...talents heaven hath bless' d 'em, Have I not reason to detest 'em ? To all my foes, dear fortune, send o when of old th' first; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Ebenezer Mack - 1824 - 292 страници
...talents Heaven hath bless'd 'em: Have I not reason to detest 'em ? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts, but never to my friend : I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...kindly bent to ease us, Points out some circumstance to please us." To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend : I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 страници
...tálente heaven hath blest 'em, Have I not reason to detest 'em ? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send gM " N xUP l =z 벖 Y ,8y N ı 傅 mǏ ( ] 0 first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thuamuch may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1833 - 378 страници
...talents Heaven has bless'd 'em, Have I not reason to detest 'em ? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend : I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem : Proceed we therefore... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 страници
...talents Heaven hath bless'd 'em Have I not reason to detest 'em Î To all my foes, dear Fortune, send ht ; To none communicable in Earth or Heaven : Enough is lef first ; But this with envy makes me burst Thus much may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 282 страници
...talents heaven hath bless'd 'em, Have I not reason to detest 'em ? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend : I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 410 страници
...talents heaven hath bless'd 'em, Have I not reason to detest 'em ' To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend : I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst. Thus much may serve by way of proem ; Proceed we therefore... | |
 | Frederick Walpole - 1851 - 406 страници
...de'plait pas." — This is a fault of all mankind. As Swift says — " To all my foes, dear fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend. I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst." The doctor, an Italian, came and offered me every kindness,... | |
 | Frederick Walpole - 1851 - 1342 страници
...ddplait pas." — This is a fault of all mankind. As Swift says — " To all my foes, dear fortune, send Thy gifts ; but never to my friend. I tamely can endure the first ; But this with envy makes me burst." The doctor, an Italian, came and offered me every kindness,... | |
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em? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts; but never to my friend: I tamely can endure the first; But this with envy makes me burst. 
