 What is the world itself? thy world — a grave. Where is the dust that has not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors. From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of...  The Works of the English Poets: Young - Страница 4по Samuel Johnson - 1779Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Pharcellus Church - 1838 - 410 страници
...spirits. " Where is the dust that has not been alive? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors,— From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels keep; While... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1838 - 400 страници
...grave. Where is the dust that hath not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors ; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons, O'er devastation we blind revels keep ; Whole... | |
 | Pharcellus Church - 1838 - 412 страници
...spirits. " Where is the dust that has not been alive? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors, — From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels keep; While... | |
 | Thomas Lockerby - 1839 - 566 страници
...a grave. Where is the dust that has not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors ; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels keep ; While... | |
 | Edward Young - 1839 - 300 страници
...world?—A grave. Where is the dust that has not been alive? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, ' Profest diversions! cannot these escape?'— Far from it: These present us with a... | |
 | Hubbard Winslow - 1844 - 378 страници
...life. " Where is the dust that has not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors ; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons." The Pharaohs of Egypt sought to perpetuate... | |
 | John Milton, Edward Young - 1848 - 600 страници
...nor know Our present frailties, or approaching fate ? Lorenzo ! such the glories of the world ! 90 From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakeB, 96 And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels keap Whole... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 страници
...grave. Where is the dust that hath not been alive ? The spade, the plough, disturb our ancestors ; From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons, O'er devastation we blind revels keep ; Whole... | |
 | John Milton - 1849 - 650 страници
...a grave. Whern is the dust that has not been alive ? The spade, the plough disturb our ancestors. 1 From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shakes, 96 And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels kejp •... | |
 | John Milton - 1850 - 602 страници
...nor know Our present frailties, or approaching fate ? Lorenzo ! such the glories of the world ! 90 From human mould we reap our daily bread. The globe around earth's hollow surface shake*, 98 And is the ceiling of her sleeping sons. O'er devastation we blind revels ke }p... | |
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