 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 стор.
...housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envy'd kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor; Let not Ambition... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 стор.
...the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his drony flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; Save...How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 стор.
...care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 7. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! 8. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 362 стор.
...more the blazing hearth shall burn', Or busy housewife* ply her evening core'; Nor childrenb run to lisp their sire's return', Or climb his knees', the...has broke'; How jocund" did they drive their team a-field'I How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke'! Let not ambition mock their useful toil',... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 166 стор.
...de sillons traça leur soc laborieux ! Comme au sein des travaux leurs chants étaient joyeux, vu. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! VII. VIII. /i/iís кáтeo f\KfT, a\aCóvfs, &aа firóvaiтav OÙK àvóvifтa, Kотла fioîpav... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 216 стор.
...des travaux leurs chants étaient joyeux, Quand la forêt tombait sous les lourdes cognées ! -_vu. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bownd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! vfififs Kата> е\Kfт', äkaCovfs, ocrcr' èтróvaírav... | |
 | John Richard Beste - 1839 - 656 стор.
...them. Adieu ! for the present, I must take leave of you and your countrymen. As individuals you * " Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke." GHAT. are, in England, all that a Cosmopolite could wish... | |
 | 1840 - 372 стор.
...tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Disturb her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms,...stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty,... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - 298 стор.
...care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share. 7 Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke 8 Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely... | |
 | Cam river - 1841 - 318 стор.
...sedula partis aget : Non balbo proles gratabitur ore parenti, Curret in amplexus, prseripietve genas. 10 Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow...How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely... | |
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Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny... 
