 | John Bell - 1789 - 416 стор.
...though silent, wings of Time, Old-age comes on apace to ravage all the clime. XXVI. t " And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope still grovels...tomb, . Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn; . Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return ? "i$a Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? Soon... | |
 | James Beattie - 1797 - 150 стор.
...though silent, wings of Time, " Old-age comes on apace to ravage all the clime. XXVI. " And! be it so. Let those deplore their doom* " Whose hope still grovels...tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " SJuli spring to these sad scenes no more return ? " Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ?— " Soon... | |
 | 1802 - 302 стор.
...though silent, wings of Time, " Old age comes afi apace to ravage all the dime. XXVI. " And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, " Whose hope still grovels...tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return > •' Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? " Soon... | |
 | James Beattie - 1802 - 152 стор.
...And be it so. Let those deplore their deem, " Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn, " Cut lofty souls, who look beyond the tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return 1 " Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? " Soon... | |
 | James Beattie - 1803 - 190 стор.
...though silent wings of Time, " Old age comes on apace, to ravage all the clime,. -t " And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, " Whose hope still grovels...tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return ? " Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? " Soon... | |
 | James Beattie - 1805 - 178 стор.
...though silent, wings of Time, ' Old-age conies on apace to ravage all the clime. XXVI. ' And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, ' Whose hope still grovels...tomb, ' Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. ' Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return ? * Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? ' Soon... | |
 | James Beattie, Alexander Chalmers - 1805 - 190 стор.
..." Old age comes on apace to ravage all the clime. " And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, *4 Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn : "...tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return ? " Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? " Soon... | |
 | 1806 - 184 стор.
...swift, tho' silent, wings of Time, u Old-age comes on apace to ravage ail tue cli'^0 " And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, " Whose hope still grovels...tomb, " Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. " Shall spring to these sad scenes no more return ? " Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ?— " Soon... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1806 - 444 стор.
...was to rise early in the morning, and withdrew from the window to repose. : r CHAP. VII. '•' ...'.. Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojoura. But lofty souls can look beyond the tomb, Can smile at fate, and wonder how they mount. Shall... | |
 | 1807 - 442 стор.
...vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave unpitied and unknown. 2 " And be it so.—Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope 'Still grovels in this dark sojourn ; But loftier souls, who look beyond the tomb, Can smile at fate, and wonder how they mourn. Shall spring... | |
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And be it so. Let those deplore their doom. Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn : But lofty souls, who look beyond the tomb, Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. 
