 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
 | 1854 - 622 стор.
...frantic ways, and engaged in the pursuit of intellectual and spiritual pleasure, we — " Sit and think How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great." Let me never be deprived of solitude and books. At the early hour of morning let me seek retirement,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1854 - 632 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.' ' Both vale and hill are covered with most venerable beeches and other very reverend vegetables, that,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1854 - 608 стор.
...brink With me the Muee shall §it, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardor of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great. Both vale and hill are covered with most venerable beeches and other very reverend vegetables that,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 276 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, are the proud, How indigent the great ! 3 Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark ! how through the peopled... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1855 - 272 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, are the proud, How indigent the great ! 3 Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark ! how through the peopled... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 стор.
...some water's rushy hrink, 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, through the peopled air, The husy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 574 стор.
...brink With me the muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state), How vain the ardor of the crowd, How low, how little, are the proud,...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... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - 1856 - 578 стор.
...reelined in rustie state), Hew vain the ardor of the erowd, Hew low, hew little, are the proud, Hew liam repose ; Yet hark, hew through the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! Tbe inseet youth are on the... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1858 - 196 стор.
...some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) Flow vain the ardour of the crowd. How low, how little...Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Vet hark, how thro' the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! The insect-youth are on the wing,... | |
 | 1859 - 128 стор.
...some water's rushy brink With' me the Muse shall sit, arid 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 through the peopled air The busy murmur glows ! The insect youth are on the... | |
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