 | James Thomson - 1730 - 260 страница
...tomb; o'er which, Mbt'd with foul fhades, and frighted ghofts, they howl. NoW, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, 415Between the groaning fore ft and the fhorc, Beat by a bouud'.cfs... | |
 | Jean-Henri-Samuel Formey - 1759 - 308 страница
...Oeconomy of Nature's progreffive Order. Such is the Law by which the Creator * Now, all amid the Rigours of the Year, In the wild Depth of Winter, while, without, The ceafelefs Winds blow Ice ; be my Retreat, Between the groaning Foreft and the Shore, Seat by the boundkfs... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1788 - 326 страница
...fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the fhore Beat by the boundlefs... | |
 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 страница
...ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 425 The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between...solitary scene; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join 430 To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the MIGHTY DEAD ; Sages... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1793 - 308 страница
...fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the more Beat by the boundlefs... | |
 | 1793 - 416 страница
...delightful picture than that which Thomfon. has given us in his winter. *' Now all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat Between the groaning foreft and the fliort, Beat by a boundlefs... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 страница
...sleeping in the dead of night , Are deep beneath the smothering ruin whelnrM. Now , all amid the rigours of the year , In the wild depth of Winter, while without...be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shure Beat by the boundless multitude of waves , A rural , shelter'd , solitary, scene ; Where ruddy... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 страница
...sleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the smothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without...retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat bv the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene; Where ruddy fire and beaming... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 268 страница
...deep beneath the smothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild drplh of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow...retreat , Between the groaning forest and the shore Be.it by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural , shelter'd , solitary, scene ; Where ruddy fire... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 330 страница
...fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd, Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat. Between the groaning foreft and the fhore Beat by the boundlefs... | |
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Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, sheltered, solitary scene; Where... 
