 | 1795 - 432 էջ
...and ever will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious heaven ! grant me but health, thou great Bestower of it, and give me but this fair goddess... | |
 | English instructor - 1801 - 272 էջ
...be so , till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chvmic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile...than his monarch , from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health , thou great Bestower of it , and give me" but this fair goddess... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1802 - 284 էջ
...ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mautle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled — Gracious heaven! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — grant me but... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 էջ
...ever will be so , till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health , thou great Bestower of it , and give me but this fair goddess... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 էջ
...ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy ' mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron • •with...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — grant me but health,... | |
 | Sydney Melmoth - 1805 - 368 էջ
...ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. — Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — Grant me but... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 էջ
...and ever will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee...upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier tha-i his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaten '. grant me but health, thou great... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1810 - 292 էջ
...ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent. Grant me but health,... | |
 | Benjamin West - 1820 - 70 էջ
...and ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee...than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — grant me but health,... | |
 | Increase Cooke - 1811 - 428 էջ
...and ever will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon Pursuing these ideas, I sat down close by my table, and leaning my head upon my hand, I began to figure... | |
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LIBERTY, whom all, in public or in private, worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle... 
