 | 1810 - Страниц: 726
...Whose Whose passions not his mass-en are, Whore sonIc is still prepare¿ for death: Unty'd unto s-be world with care Of princely love, or vulgar breath. Who hath his life from rumours (reed, Whose conscience is-Jiis strong retreat: Whose state can neither Ilatterers feej, ?4or rube... | |
 | John Dunton - 1867 - Страниц: 380
...Whofe Armour is his honefl Thought And Upright Truth his higheft fkill. Whofe Paffions not his Mafters are, Whofe Soul is ftill prepar'd for Death ; Unty'd unto the World with Care Of Princes Love, or Vulgar Breath : Who hath his Life from Rumours freed, Whofe Confcience is his ftrong... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1924 - Страниц: 774
...highest skill ! Whose passions not his masters are, 5 Whose soul is still prepared for death ; Untied unto the world with care Of princely love or vulgar breath ; Who hath his life from rumours freed, Whose conscience is his strong retreat ; 10 Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruin make... | |
 | Gwendolen Murphy - 1925 - Страниц: 496
...highest skill. Whose passions not his Masters are, Whose soule is still prepar'd for death : Untyed unto the world with care Of Princely love, or vulgar breath. Who hath his life from rumors freed, Whose conscience is his strong retreit :• Whose state can neither flatterers feed,... | |
 | Gwendolen Murphy - 1925 - Страниц: 496
...highest skill. Whose passions not his Masters are, Whose soule is still prepar'd for death : Untyed unto the world with care Of Princely love, or vulgar breath. Who hath his life from rumors freed, Whose conscience is his strong retreit;Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruine... | |
 | Frederick Alexander Manchester, William Frederic Giese - 1926 - Страниц: 906
...his highest skill! Whose passions not his masters are, Whose soul is still prepared for death; Untied unto the world with care Of princely love or vulgar breath; Who hath his life from rumors freed, Whose conscience is his strong retreat; Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor... | |
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Nor ruin make accusers great. Who envieth none whom chance doth raise Or vice, who never understood How deepest wounds are given with praise; Not rules of State, but rules of good. 