 | John Wesley - 1791 - 716 стор.
...His virtues walk'd this narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th' eternal mafter found The fingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day,...Unfelt, uncounted, glided by : His frame was firm, his pow'rs were bright, Though now his eightieth year drew nigh. Then, with no throbbing fiery pain, No... | |
 | 1783 - 424 стор.
...virtues walk'd their narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void; And fure th' Eternal Mafterfouud The fingle talent well employ'd ! The bufy day, the...glided by: His frame was firm, his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then, with no throbbing fiery pain", No cold gradations of... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1785 - 222 стор.
...their narrow round,. Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th' Eternal matter found The Jingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day — the peaceful...Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery, throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death bioke at once the vital chain, And forc'd... | |
 | John Almon - 1786 - 440 стор.
...walk'd their narrow rouudy. Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th' Eternal Mafler found His fingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day, the peaceful...throbbing fiery pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And fbrc'd his foul the neareft way. ON A PINCUSHION. OF all the... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 546 стор.
...virtues walk'd their narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; And fure th" Eternal mafter found The fingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day...Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 640 стор.
...virtues walk'd their narrow round, c Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; * And fure the eternal Mafter found * The fingle talent well employ'd. * The bufy...Unfelt, uncounted, glided by: ' His frame was firm, his pow'rs were bright, * Though now his eightieth year was nigh. 9 1 Then with no throb of fiery pain,... | |
 | John Hawkins - 1787 - 652 стор.
...walk'd their narrow round, ' Nor made a paufe, nor left a void ; f And fure the eternal Mafter found f The fingle talent well employ'd. $ ' The bufy day,...Unfelt, uncounted, glided by: * His frame was firm, his pow'rs were bright, * Though now his eightieth year was nigh. 9 f Then with no throb of fiery pain,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 534 стор.
...virtues walk'd their narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void j And fure th' Eternal mafter found The fingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day— the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by j His frame was firm— his powers were bright, Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 642 стор.
...paufe, nor left a void ; « And fure the eternal Mafter found « The fingle talent well employ'd. 8 « The bufy day, the peaceful night, ' Unfelt, uncounted, glided by: « His frame was firm, his pow'rs were bright, * Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then ' Then with no throb of fiery pain,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 560 стор.
...virtues walk'd their narrow round, Nor made a paufe, nor left a void j And fure th' Eternal mafter found The fingle talent well employ'd. The bufy day— the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided byj His frame was firm— his powers were bright, Tho' now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no... | |
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Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way. 
