 | 1800 - 322 страница
...pond'ring here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anch'ring vessels spread the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale,...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid,. Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 страница
...leave the land. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with ev'ry gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit, in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 страница
...; E'en now, methinks, as pond'ring here I stand, • I see the rural virtues leave the land. , Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit, in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 страница
...done ; E'en now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down, where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That,...connubial tenderness, are there ; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love : And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 страница
...leave the land. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with ev'ry gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ! Unfit, in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | 1806 - 330 страница
...pond'ring here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anch'ring vessels spread the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale,...band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. 100 Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there ; And piety with wishes... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страница
...done ; Even now, mi-thinks, as pond'ring here I stand, I sec the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly...Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the sliore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, % And kind connubial tenderness,... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 страница
...done ; Ev'n now, methinks, as pond'ring here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly...And thoU, sweet poetry! thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страница
...done ; Even now, methinks, as pond'ring here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit in these degen'rate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 страница
...clone ; Ev'n now, methinks, as pond'ring here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly...And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart,... | |
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I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care,... 
