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" I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd—. How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. "
Southey's Common-place Book - Сторінка 724
автори: Robert Southey - 1850
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 310 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd.......retreat, Whom I may whisper.. ..solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside That appetite can ask, or wealth provide, Can save us...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1806 - 316 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd-*!...retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask, or wealth provide, Can save us...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Том 3

William Cowper - 1806 - 226 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd —...retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask, or wealth provide, Can save us...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1806 - 310 стор.
...qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman *, his remark was shrewdHow sweet, how'passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a, friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet. , Yet neither thesie.de!igb:ts, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask,...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1808 - 354 стор.
...lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewdHow sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant...retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. "• • ' • ," i ;•. -i? . Yet neither Jhese delights, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask,...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1808 - 330 стор.
...praise the Frenchman,* his remark was How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude 1 But grant rae stHl a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper— -solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside That appetite can ask, or wealth provide, Can save us...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 390 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd —...retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask, or wealth provide, Can save us...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 312 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrew'd—...grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper-^solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside That appetite can ask, or...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1812 - 396 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd—...grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside, That appetite can ask, or...
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1814 - 390 стор.
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die, I praise the Frenchman^, his remark was shrewd—...grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside That appetite can ask, or...
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