 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 стор.
...cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health шу nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to...; Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. ' The love of nature,' says Coleridge, ' seems to have led Thomson to a cheerful religion ; and a gloomy... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 стор.
...and lawns, by living «ream at eve: Let health my nerves and nneijibres brace, And I their lays— to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue — nought can me bereave. Another day — is added to the mass Of buried ng"«. Lo ! the beauteous moon, Like a fair shepherdess,... | |
 | Henry Theodore Tuckerman - 1846 - 350 стор.
...which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace, The woods or lawn, by living stream at eve; Let health my nerves and...: Of fancy, reason, virtue nought can me bereave. The tragedies and several minor efforts of Thomson are now quite neglected ; and he is remembered by... | |
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 стор.
...brightning face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living streams, at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,...Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave." The address of the bard of active virtue is worthy of being listened to in every age. "Ye hapless race... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1847 - 344 стор.
...bright'ning face. You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living streams, at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,...children leave, Of fancy, reason, virtue nought can me bereave."2 Nor should we forget to observe in the imagery of Taylor, a dramatic distinctness and unity... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 стор.
...rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant...: Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Erronés. Stella, lucenti per inane penna Flammeos velox agitare cursus, Ede, qvo noctis tua nunc in... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 стор.
...bright'ning face : You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living streams at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,...leave. Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. 106. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm 1 How shall... | |
 | 1851 - 1220 стор.
...the gliding river, we unconsciously repeat to ourselves the noble lines of our fiWorite Thomson: " I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot...Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave." itte, Dxtckai Craity, .V.,,'.. 1850. THE HUMANITARIAN LANGUAGE. (A tAEAPHBASE.) BEGONE, tliou bastard... | |
 | 1851 - 724 стор.
...fortune, wliat you me deny : You cannot rol> me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the window» of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening...children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me Ьегеате." Hugksonciííe, DuUhcss County, .toe-, 1850. THE HUMANITARIAN LANGUAGE. (A PARAPHRASE.)... | |
 | 1852 - 874 стор.
...noblest toil, Ne for the other Muses meed decree, They praised arc alone, and starve right merrily. en rear Insulting, and pursued us through the deep, With Come then, my Muse, and raise a bolder song : Come, lig no more upon the bed of sloth, Dragging the... | |
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I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream,... 
