 Sits on the horizon round a settled gloom : Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath...  The Seasons: By James Thomson - Сторінка 5автори: James Thomson - 1800 - 288 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - 1745 - 586 стор.
...• Sits on th' Horizon round a fettled Gloom. Not fuch as -wintry Storms on Mortals fhed, Oppreffing Life, but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every Hope, and every Joy, 180 The Wifh of Nature. Gradual finks the Breeze \ Into a perfca Calm; that not я Breath Is heard... | |
 | James Thomson - 1757 - 244 стор.
...I jo Sits on th''hcnzon round a fettled gloom: Not iuch as wintry ftorms on mortals med, Oppreffing life ; but lovely; gentle, kind,"• And full of every hope and every joy, ' The wifh of Nature. Gradual, finks the breeze, 155 Into a perfeft calm ; that not a breath Is heard to... | |
 | John Newbery - 1762 - 292 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom-. Not fuch as wintry-florins on mortals fhed, Oppreffing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifh of nature. Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfeft calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver... | |
 | Art - 1762 - 290 стор.
...deep Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom. Not fuch as wintry-ftorms on mortals fhed, Oppreffing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifhof nature. Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfeft calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver... | |
 | James Thomson - 1763 - 458 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom : 150 Not fuch as wintry ftorms on mortals fhed, Opprefling life; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifh of Nature. Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfect calm; that not a breath .. iij Is heard to... | |
 | James Thomson - 1766 - 266 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom : 150 Not' fuch as wintry-florms on mortals fhed, Oppreffing life; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifh of Nature. Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfeft calm ; that not a breath 15 ; Is heard to quiver... | |
 | James Thomson - 1769 - 218 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom : Not fuch as wintry-ftorms on mortals shed , Oppreffing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual finks the breeze 155 Into a perfedt calm ; that not a breath Is heard to quiver thro' the clofing woods... | |
 | James Thomson - 1774 - 272 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom : Not fuch as wint'ry ftorm on mortals fhed, : Oppreflmg life ;. but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifh of Nature.. Gradual finks the breeze. 155 Into a perfect calm ;. that not a breath Is heard to... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 274 стор.
...Sits on th' horizon round a fettled gloom : i50 Not fuch as wintery-ftorms on mortals fhed, Oppreffing life ; but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wifh of Nature. Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath i55 Is heard to quiver... | |
 | John Scott, John Hoole - 1785 - 492 стор.
...its beauties and defects are fo intermixed, that it is no eafy matter to feparate them, Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath, Is heard to quiver through the ckfing woods, Or rafting hum the many-twinkling * leaves Of afpin tall. The uncurling floods, diffus'd... | |
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