 | George Ellis - 1790 - 346 стор.
...jolly, Nought fo harfh as melancholy. Friends and companions, get you gone: 'Tis my defire to be alone. Ne'er well, but when my thoughts and I Do domineer in privacy. No gem, no treafuie like to this, 'Tis my delight, my crown, my blifs. All my joyi to this are folly, Nought fo... | |
 | Robert Burton - 1800 - 616 стор.
...of sorrow and void of fear, Pleasing myself with phantasms sweet, Methinks the time runs very fleet. All my joys to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy. When I lie waking all alone, Recounting what I have ill done, My thoughts on me then tyrannise, Fear... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 488 стор.
...jolly, Nought so harsh as melancholy. Friends and companions, get you gone, 'Tis my desire to be alone ; Ne'er well, but when my thoughts and I Do domineer...my crown, my bliss. All my joys to this are folly, Nought so sweet as melancholy. 'Tis my sole plague to be alone, I am a beast, a monster grown, I will... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 474 стор.
...Nought so harsh as melancholy. Friends and companions, get you gone ! 'Tis my desire to be alone ; Ne'er well, but when my thoughts and I Do domineer...my crown, my bliss. All my joys to this are folly, Nought so sweet as melancholy. 'Tis my sole plague to be alone ; I am a beast, a monster grown ; I... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 476 стор.
...Nought so harsh as melancholy. Friends and companions, get you gone ! 'Tis my desire to be alone ; Ne'er well, but when my thoughts and I Do domineer in privacy. No gem, no treasure like to this, "Pis my delight, my crown, my bliss. All my joys to this are folly, Nought so sweet as melancholy.... | |
 | Robert Burton - 1804 - 622 стор.
...Tis my desire to be alone ; Ne'er well but when my thoughts and I Do domineer in privacie. No gemm, no treasure like to this, 'Tis my delight, my crown, my bliss. All my joyes to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy. 'Tis my sole plague to be alone, I am a beast,... | |
 | Robert Burton - 1806 - 626 стор.
...'Tis any desire to be alone; Ne'er well but when my thoughts and 1 Do domineer in pri vacie. No gemm, no treasure like to this, 'Tis my delight, my crown, my bliss. All my joyes to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy. 'Tis my sole plague to be alone, I am a beast,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 стор.
...jolly, Nought so harsh as melancholy. Friends and companions, get you gone : Tis my desire to be alone. Ne'er well, but when my thoughts and I Do domineer in privacy. WILLIAM BUTITON. No gem, DO treasure like to this, Tis my delight, my crown, my bliss. All my joys... | |
 | 1817 - 524 стор.
...in privacie. No gemme, no treasure like to this, 'Tis my delight, my crown, my blisse, All my joyes to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy....my sole plague to be alone, I am a beast, a monster growne, 1 will no light nor company, 1 find it now my misery, The scene is turn'd, my joyes are gone,... | |
 | Sir John Mennes - 1817 - 568 стор.
...domineer in privacie. No Jem, no treasure like to this, 'Tis my delight, my Crown, my blisse, All my joyes to this are folly, Naught so sweet as Melancholy....my sole plague to be alone, I am a beast, a monster growne, I will no light nor company, I find it now my misery, The scene is turn'd, my joyes are gone,... | |
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O mine hard fate 1 now repent, but 'tis too late. No torment is so bad as love, So bitter to my soul can prove. All my griefs to this are jolly, Naught so harsh as melancholy. 
