 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,...  Annual Register - Стр. 152редактор(ы): - 1800Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - Страниц: 460
...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, naught can me bereave. Come then, my Muse... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 874
...her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, ire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels ; and his th toys to the great children leave . Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Come then, my Muse,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1852 - Страниц: 470
...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, naught can me bereave. Come then, my Muse... | |
 | 1852 - Страниц: 460
...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, naught can me bereave. Come then, my Muse... | |
 | Donald Grant Mitchell - 1865 - Страниц: 356
...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." Lord Kames. A... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - Страниц: 412
...bright'ning 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, naught can me bereave. We should scarcely... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - Страниц: 726
...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. J. THOMSON 829 A... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - Страниц: 540
...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, naught can me bereave ! 7. — THE MORAL... | |
 | James Thomson - 1868 - Страниц: 416
...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, naught can me bereave. IT. Come, then,... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1868 - Страниц: 828
...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, naught can me bereave. Canto ii. Stanza... | |
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