 | James Thomson - 1726 - 64 стор.
...fhrowded Body from the Tomb^ o'er which, Mix'd with foul Shades, and frighted Ghojls, they howl. > Now, all amid the Rigours of the Year, In the wild Depth of tFinter, while Without The ceafelefs Winds blow keen, be my Retreat A rural, flielter'd, folitary,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1730 - 260 стор.
...The fhrowded body from the tomb; o'er which, Mbt'd with foul fhades, and frighted ghofts, they howl. NoW, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, 415Between the groaning fore ft and the fhorc, Beat by... | |
 | James Thomson - 1757 - 244 стор.
...marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whehn'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 41 j The ceafelefs winda blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the ihoi c, Beat... | |
 | Jean-Henri-Samuel Formey - 1759 - 308 стор.
...intended by God, in the Oeconomy of Nature's progreffive Order. Such is the Law by which the Creator * Now, all amid the Rigours of the Year, In the wild Depth of Winter, while, without, The ceafelefs Winds blow Ice ; be my Retreat, Between the groaning Foreft and the Shore, Seat by the... | |
 | James Thomson - 1763 - 458 стор.
...brigades of marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 42 5 -The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the more Beat by... | |
 | James Thomson - 1766 - 266 стор.
...brigades of marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd* Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 4*5 1 6 The The ccafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat,. Between the groaning foreft and the Ihore... | |
 | James Thomson - 1769 - 218 стор.
...troops , Or hamlets sleeping in the dead of night , Are deep beneath the (mothering ruin whelm' d. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild...be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the shore, Beat by the boundlefs multitude of waves , A rural, shelter'd, folitary , fcene; "Where ruddy... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 280 стор.
...ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without 415 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between...the fhore Beat by the boundlefs multitude of waves, M 4 A ruA rural, fhelrer'd, folitary fcere ; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, 430 To cheer... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 304 стор.
...brigades of marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without 415 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the more Beat by the... | |
 | John Bell - 1787 - 510 стор.
...brigades of marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year,...be my retreat Between the groaning foreft and the fbore Beat by the boundlefs multitude of waves, A rural, fheltered, folitary feene, Where ruddy fire... | |
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Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore, Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene ; Where... 
