 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 стор.
...limbs. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread 335 Of misery. Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut...the mind, Unbounded passion, madness, guilt, remorse ; 340 Whence tumbled headlong from the height of life, They furnish matter for the tragic Muse. Ev'n... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 стор.
...limbs. How many drink the cup ' Of baleful grief , or eat the bitter Bread Of misery. Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut Of cheerless poverty. Now many shake With all the fiercer tortures of the mind, Unbounded passion , madness , guilt , remorse... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 стор.
...own limbs. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery. Sore pierced by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut...madness, guilt, remorse; Whence tumbled headlong from the height of life, They furnish matter for the tragic Muse. Even in the vale, where wisdom loves to dwell,... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 стор.
...own limbs. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery. Sore pierced by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut...madness, guilt, remorse; Whence tumbled headlong from the height of life, They furnish matter for the tragic Muse. Even in the vale, where wisdom loves to dwell,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 320 стор.
...own limbs. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery. Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut...madness, guilt, remorse; Whence tumbled headlong from the height of life. They furnish matter for the tragic muse. E'en in the vale, where wisdom loves to dwell,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 стор.
...tortures of the mind, Unbounded passion, madness, guilt, remorse; Whence tumbled headlong from the height of life, They furnish matter for the tragic Muse. Even in the vale, where wisdom loves to dwell, With friendship, peace, and contemplation join'd, How many, rack'd with... | |
 | 1803 - 228 стор.
...limbs — How many drink the cup Of.baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery— Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut...heights of life, They furnish matter for the tragic museEven in the vale where wisdom loves to dwell, With friendship, peace, and contemplation join'd,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 стор.
...limhs. How many drink the cup Of haleful grief, or eat the hitter hread Of misery.... ore pierc'd hy wint'ry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut,...many shake With all the fiercer tortures of the mind, 'Unhounded passion, madness, guilt, remorse; Whence tumhled headlong from the height of life. They... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 стор.
...cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread ' Of misery : sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How mnay shrink into the sordid hut Of cheerless poverty :..."With all the fiercer tortures of the mind, Unbounded nassion , madness, guilt, remorse;; Whence, tumbling headlong from I he height of life, They (urnish... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 стор.
...bread 335 Of misery! sore pierc'dby wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut Of chearless Poverty ! how many shake With all the fiercer tortures of the mind, 340 Unbounded passion, mndness, guilt, remorse ; Whence, tumbled headlong from the height of life,... | |
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How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery. Sore pierced by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut Of cheerless poverty. 
