 O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of...  Poems - Сторінка 5автори: Thomas Gray - 1768 - 119 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Luiz Eugenio de Moraes Costa - 1920 - 144 стор.
...brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardpur of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How...Still is the toiling hand of Care; The panting herds repose: Yet hark, how thro' the peopled air The busy murmur glows! The insect youth are on the wing,... | |
 | Oswald Doughty - 1922 - 488 стор.
...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Then the poet's thought takes a new turn as his eyes light on the insects humming and flying around... | |
 | Algernon de Vivier Tassin - 1923 - 456 стор.
...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little...Still is the toiling hand of Care: The panting herds repose: Yet hark, how thro' the peopled air The busy murmur glows! The insect-youth are on the wing,... | |
 | Iolo Aneurin Williams - 1923 - 528 стор.
...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little...Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how through the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the... | |
 | Amy Louise Reed - 1924 - 300 стор.
...seeks retirement (of course stretched at ease beneath a tree beside a stream) only in order to think How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great ! He sees, to be sure, the bright-colored swarms of insects, but To Contemplation's sober eye Such... | |
 | Carlo Formichi - 1925 - 518 стор.
...alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God (1). Pensieri e sentenze varie. How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great! *** Man's feeble race what ills await 1 Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1925 - 444 стор.
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