 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 страници
...thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthron'd, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions...pass'd into the skies. And now, farewell — Time unrevok'd has run His wonted course, yet what I wish'd is done. By Contemplation's help, not sought... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 страници
...course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; * Garth. But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies. And... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 страници
...prosperous course: Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins...far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents past into the skies. And now, farewell — Time unrevoked has run His wonted course, yet what I wished... | |
 | 1853 - 1142 страници
...son of thy handmaid." How many have been disposed to adopt the beautiful sentiment of Cowper — " My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, or rulers of the earth, But higher far my proud pretensions rise, The ion of parents passed into the... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 страници
...course. Yet oh, the thought that thou art safe, and he! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins...far my proud pretensions rise— The son of parents passed into the skies. And now, farewell! Time unrevoked has run His wonted course, yet what I wished... | |
 | 1832 - 406 страници
...course. Yet O ! the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins...far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies. And now farewell — Time unrevoked has run His wonted course, vat what I wished... | |
 | William Phelan - 1832 - 454 страници
...immediate neighbour* Admirably transfused and heightened, by the greatest of our later poets : . . • My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins...But higher far my proud pretensions rise, The son of parent* passed into the skies.' a <2 hood. The master, Mr. Michael Ryan, was an expert Latinist ; pedantic,... | |
 | 1832 - 418 страници
...Author of " Interesting Narratives," &c. " My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthfon'd, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud .pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies. " IT has been well remarked by a respectable writer, that " the memorials of... | |
 | Asa Cummings - 1832 - 482 страници
...at once, of those beautiful lines : ' My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthron'd, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions rise; The child of parents passed into the skies.' 'I feel inclined to hope that I am progressing, though by... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - 354 страници
...course. But, oh! the thought that thou art safe, and he! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me : My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins...far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies!" Deprived thus early of his excellent and most affectionate parent, he was sent,... | |
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My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies. 
