 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - Страниц: 524
...ways; Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; * There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympatliise with mine. Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - Страниц: 500
...ways ; Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; ' There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathise with mine. Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, William Collins, George Gilfillan, Thomas Warton - 1854 - Страниц: 354
...dangerous ways, Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...his woe, To stop too fearful, and too faint to go, 420 Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathise with mine. Vain,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - Страниц: 524
...ways ; Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; ' There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...with his woe, To stop too fearful, and too faint to go,3 Casts a long look where England's glories s\\me, And bids his bosom sympathise with mine. Vain,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1854 - Страниц: 568
...its melody, and the vivid picture which it presents of a man struggling between terror and fatigue. ' There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...arise, The pensive exile, bending with his woe, To st"p too fen rf\d» and too f,iint to go, Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And bids... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - Страниц: 348
...dangerous ways, Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...distressful yells arise, The pensive exile, bending with his wo, * To stop too fearful, and too faint to go, Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - Страниц: 426
...wrote, for fame, One sink of level avarice shall lie, And scholars, soldiers, kings, unhonoured die. Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind. Why have I strayed from pleasure and repose, To soek a good each government bestows? In every government, though... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1854 - Страниц: 568
...presents of a Jnan struggling between terror and fatigue. ' There, while above the giddy tempest flirs, And all around distressful yells arise, The pensive exile, bending with his woe, 7b stop too fearful, and too faint to go, Casts a long look where Kngland's glories shine, * And bids... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1855 - Страниц: 582
...dangerous ways, Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all...glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathize with mine. To seek a good each government bestows ? In every government, though terrors reign, Though tyrant kings,... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - Страниц: 610
...with murd'rous aim There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all around distressful yells rise ; The pensive exile, bending with his woe, To stop too...glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathize with mine. Goldsmith's Traveller Let us depart ! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams... | |
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E'en now, perhaps, as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests, and through dangerous ways, [23] Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all around... 
