 | Alexander Pope - 1890 - 562 страници
...Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror, rend tl/ affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying Heav'n are cast, When husbands, or when lapdogs breath their last; Or when rich china vessels fall'n from high, In glittering dust and painted fragments... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 страници
...laft; Or when rich China vcflcls, fall'n from high, In glittering duft and painted fragments lie ! Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine (The Victor cry'd) the glorious prize is mine ! While Filh in (beams, or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and fix the Britifli Fair, As long as... | |
 | 1792 - 112 страници
...their laft; Or when rich China veflels fall'n from high , In glitt'ring duft and painted fragments lie! Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The victor cry'd) the glorious prize is mine ! While fish in ftreams , or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and fix the British fail , As long... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1797 - 442 страници
...when lap-dogs breathe their laft ; Or when rich China veflels fall'n from high, In glitt'ring duft, and painted fragments lie! 160 Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The Vi&or cry'd) the glorious prize is mine ! While fifh in ftreams, .or birds delight in air, Or in a... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1798 - 146 страници
...! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying Heav'n are cast, When...high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! ' Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine,' The victor cry'd, ' the glorious prize is mine !... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1801 - 140 страници
...ever! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying Heav'n are cast, When...high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! ' Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine,' The victor cry'd, ' the glorious prize is mine !... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles - 1806 - 550 страници
...when lap-dogs breathe their laft; Or when rich China veffels fall'n from high, In glitt'ring duft, and painted fragments lie ! 160 Let wreaths of triumph...twine, (The Victor cry'd,) the glorious prize is mine! While fifh in ftreams, or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and fix the Britifh Fair, As long as... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1806 - 558 страници
...when lap-dogs breathe their laft j Or when rich China vefiels fall'n from high, In glitt'ring duft, and painted fragments lie ! 160 Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The Viftor cry'd,) the glorious prize is mine! While fifh in ftreams, or birds delight in air, Or in a... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 страници
...! Ihen nash'd the living lightning from her eyes. And screams of horror rend the' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying Heav'n are cast, When husbands, or when lap-dogs,brFathe their last; Or when rich China vessels, fall'n from high, In glittering dust and painted... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1807 - 316 страници
...vessels, fali'n from high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie! ICO " Let wreatbs of trinmph now my temples twine," The victor cry'd, " the glorious prize is mine! While fish in streams, or hirds delight in air, Or in a coach and six the British fair, As long as... | |
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And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast, When husbands, or when lap-dogs breathe their last ; Or when rich China vessels fall'n from high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! 160 " Let... 
