 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1780 - 204 стор.
...her patient fons before me ftand, Where the broad ocean leans againft the land, And, fedulous to flop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently flow, The firm connected bulwark feems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidft the watery roar, Scoops... | |
 | 1781 - 512 стор.
...patient fons before me fland, Where the broad ocean leans againft the land ; And, fedulous to flop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently flow, The firm connefted bulwark feems to grow ; Spreads it's long arms amiaft the wat'ry roar, Scoops... | |
 | John Bell - 1789 - 416 стор.
...To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies, Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans...bulwark seems to grow. Spreads its long arms amidst the wat'ry roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore. While the pent ocean rising o'er the pile,... | |
 | John Bell - 1789 - 396 стор.
...To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies, Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans...against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, _,^ Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow The firm connected... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - 206 стор.
...her patient fons before me ftand, Where the broad ocean leans againft the land, And, fedulous to flop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently flow, The firnt connected bulwark feems to grow ; Spreads its long arms atnidli the watery roar, Scoops... | |
 | Beauties - 1791 - 214 стор.
...fons before me ftand. Where the broad ocean leans againft thc land, VOL. I. C And, fedulous to flop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently flow, The firm conne&ed bulwark feems to grow: Spreads its long arms amidft the watery roar, Scoops... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1794 - 124 стор.
...her patient fons before me ftand, Where the broad ocean leans againft the land, And, fedulous to ftop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride : Onward, methinks, and diligently flow, The firm connected bulwark feems to grow; Spreads its long arms amidft the watery roar, Scoops... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 стор.
...To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans...bulwark seems to grow; Spreads its long arms amidst the wat'ry roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore ; While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1802 - 130 стор.
...her patient fons before me {land, Where the broad ocean kans againft the land, And, fedulous to flop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently flow, The firm conneft^d bulwark feems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidft the watery roar, Scoops... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 стор.
...men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. » Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans...grow ; Spreads its long arms amidst the watery roar, out an empire, and usurps the shore : While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious... | |
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To men of other minds my fancy flies, Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And, sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward,... 
