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Стр. 29
... horns he wears , And high in air the branching antlers bears : O'er many an inch extends his wide domain , And his rich treasury swells with hoarded grain . MRS . BARBAULD . D3 THE 30 The Frozen Shower , THE FROZEN SHOWER . Written.
... horns he wears , And high in air the branching antlers bears : O'er many an inch extends his wide domain , And his rich treasury swells with hoarded grain . MRS . BARBAULD . D3 THE 30 The Frozen Shower , THE FROZEN SHOWER . Written.
Стр. 37
... horns the halter slung . Now safely hamper'd in the cord , He bore the present to his lord . His lord was pleased , as was the clown When he was tipp'd with half a crown . The stag was brought before his wife : The tender lady begg'd ...
... horns the halter slung . Now safely hamper'd in the cord , He bore the present to his lord . His lord was pleased , as was the clown When he was tipp'd with half a crown . The stag was brought before his wife : The tender lady begg'd ...
Стр. 38
... horns , And man , that was his terror , scorns . THE LION AND THE FAWNS . GAY , WHEN the grim lion ranging o'er the lawns Finds , on some grassy lare , the couching fawns , ' Their bones he cracks , their reeking vitals draws , And ...
... horns , And man , that was his terror , scorns . THE LION AND THE FAWNS . GAY , WHEN the grim lion ranging o'er the lawns Finds , on some grassy lare , the couching fawns , ' Their bones he cracks , their reeking vitals draws , And ...
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... horns appear . The dextrous huntsman wounds not these afar With shafts , or darts , or makes a distant war With dogs , or pitches toils to stop their flight ; But close engages in unequal fight ; And while they strive in vain to make ...
... horns appear . The dextrous huntsman wounds not these afar With shafts , or darts , or makes a distant war With dogs , or pitches toils to stop their flight ; But close engages in unequal fight ; And while they strive in vain to make ...
Стр. 50
... horns the hunters rise , And chase the roebuck thro ' the snow . The goats wind slow their wonted way Up craggy steeps and ridges rude ; Mark'd by the wild wolf for his prey , From desert cave or hanging wood . And while the torrent ...
... horns the hunters rise , And chase the roebuck thro ' the snow . The goats wind slow their wonted way Up craggy steeps and ridges rude ; Mark'd by the wild wolf for his prey , From desert cave or hanging wood . And while the torrent ...
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Стр. 18 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Стр. 67 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Стр. 104 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 4 - O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
Стр. 55 - Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz
Стр. 31 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Стр. 144 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Стр. 102 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Стр. 48 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Стр. 120 - Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or of saw was there.