 Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself too mute. A silver stream shall roll his waters near, Gilt with the sunbeams...  The Old Court Suburb: Or, Memorials of Kensington, Regal, Critical, and ... - Страница 243по Leigh Hunt - 1855 - 288 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Evans, Thomas Evans - 1837 - 524 страници
...and of state, He sees, nor doth the sight disturb his rest, By fools desir'd, by wicked men possest Ah wretched, and too solitary, he Who loves not his own company : He'll feel the weight oft many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity To help to bear't away. Out of Martial... | |
 | Cornelius Webbe - 1839 - 444 страници
...strive," whatever that god may be—demon or angel—I say, with Cowley—a melancholy man, too— " Ah wretched, and too solitary he Who loves not his own company ! He'll feel the weight of't many a. day, Unless he call in sin or vanity To help to bear 't away. .... God... | |
 | Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840 - 372 страници
...the fair and living trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all...solitary he, Who loves not his own company ! He'll feel the weight of it for many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity, To help to bear it away. Oh,... | |
 | 1840 - 372 страници
...stream shall roll his waters near, Gilt with the sunbeams here and there, On whose enamell'd batik I'll walk, And see how prettily they smile, And hear...solitary he, Who loves not his own company ! He'll feel the weight of it for many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity, To help to bear it away. Oh,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1841 - 844 страници
...the fair and living trees neglect, Yet the dead timber prize. Here let me, careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying, With all...solitary he, Who loves not his own company ! He'll feel the weight of it many a day, ' Unless he calls in sin or vanity To help to bear it away. Oh, Solitude... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1844 - 604 страници
...their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself, too, mute. " Ah ! wretched and too solitary he. Who loves not his own company ! Hell feel the weight of it many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity, To help to bear 't away. • •... | |
 | William Penn - 1845 - 422 страници
...and of state, He sees; nor doth the* sight disturb his rest. By fools desir'd, by wicked men possest. Ah wretched, and too solitary, he Who loves not his own company : He'll feel the weight oft many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity To help to bear't away. Out of Martial... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 страници
...silver stream shall roll his waters near, Gilt with the sun-beams here and there On whose enamel'd bank I'll walk, And see how prettily they smile, and hear How prettily they talk. A wretched and too solitary he, Who loves not his own company ! He'll feel the weight oft many a day,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1848 - 264 страници
...their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself, too, mute. "Ah! wretched and too solitary he, Who loves not his own company! He'll feel the weight of it many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity, To help to bear 't away. " When... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1848 - 268 страници
...their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself, too, mute. " Ah ! wretched and too solitary he, Who loves not his own company! Hall feel the weight of it many a day, Unless he call in sin or vanity, To help to bear 't away. "... | |
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