 | Alexander Pope - 1847 - 566 страници
...Italian Garden in wax-work, in the time of King James the First — Pope. 2 ie of wood. — Warburton. Where contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued the amusing theme, Till fancy colour'd it, and form'da dream. A vision... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1847 - 546 страници
...god ! O quickly bear me hence, To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense ; Where contemplation plumes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings," &c. The enjoyments of Pope were, however, destined soon afterwards to be still further abridged by... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Charles Macready - 1849 - 646 страници
...from a gaol. Bear me, some god ! oh quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense : Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued the amusing theme, Till fancy colourM it, and form'da dream. A vision... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 страници
...some God ! oh, quiekly bear me henee To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense ; Where eontemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings. Pop*. О saered solitude ! divine retreat ! Choiee of the prudent ! envy of the great ! By the pure... | |
 | 1856 - 570 страници
...SolttUlre,— Pope. TJEAR me, some God ! oh, quickly bear me hence To wholesome Solitude, the nurse of Sense ; Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity Kings ! SolttUfce. — Seattle. ^ND oft the craggy Cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the World below... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1856 - 352 страници
...from a jail. Bear me, some god ! oh quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense, Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued the amusing theme, Till fancy colour'd it, and form'da dream. A vision... | |
 | Alexander Pope, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 356 страници
...from a jail. Bear me, some god ! oh quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense, "Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued the amusiug theme, Till fancy colour'd it, and form'da dream. A Tision... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1859 - 384 страници
...from a jail. Bear me, some god ! Oh quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense, Where contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued th' amusing theme, Till fancy colour'd it, and form'da dream : A vision... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1860 - 632 страници
...fr»ma jail. Bear me, some god ! oh quirkly bear me heuev To wholesome nolitude, the nurae of seme ! Where contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued the amazing thrrne, Til!, fancy colour'd it, and form'da dream. A vision... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 страници
...god ! oh, quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense, Where Contemplation plumes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings. SOLITUDE AND COMPANY. Solitude and company may be allowed to take their turns : the one creates in... | |
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Bear me, some god ! oh quickly bear me hence To wholesome solitude, the nurse of sense ; Where Contemplation prunes her ruffled wings, And the free soul looks down to pity kings ! There sober thought pursued th' amusing theme, Till fancy colour'd it,... 
