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,... The Works of the English Poets: Thomson - Página 226por Samuel Johnson - 1779Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| 1839 - 428 páginas
...trace The woods and lawns by living stream at eve: Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the rich children leave; Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. BREAD. Thomson. THE miller grinds... | |
| David Holt - 1839 - 304 páginas
...ray constant feet, to trace The woods, or lawns, by living stream at eve : Let health, my nerves or finer fibres brace, And I, their toys to the great children leave. Of fancy, reason, virtue, you cannot me bereave." Whychcotte of St. John's. FAME IN LONDON. THE celebrity of... | |
| Thomas H. Palmer - 1840 - 300 páginas
...brightening 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,...their toys to the great children leave ; Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave." Castle of Indolence. 21. Contentment. — Discontent. — "... | |
| Brandon Turner - 1840 - 258 páginas
...brightening 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, And I the toys to the great children leave : — Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave." Thomson.... | |
| John Aikin - 1841 - 840 páginas
...her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, nder brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge ; cruel his eye, but cast S : f fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Come then, my Muse, and raise a bolder song : Come,... | |
| 1847 - 662 páginas
...brigbt'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, And I these toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave." A peculiar... | |
| James Thomson - 1842 - 440 páginas
...her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve ; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,...their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. 4. Come then, my Muse! and raise a bolder song; Come, lig no... | |
| John Aikin - 1843 - 830 páginas
...bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nervea Nor @ s Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Come then, my Muse, and raise a bolder song : Come,... | |
| John Aikin - 1843 - 826 páginas
...constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living slream, at eve : Let health my nerves and liner ` reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. Come then, my Muse, and raise a bolder song : Come, lig no more... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 páginas
...brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, e — the cohesion is loosened — and everything hastens to decay and reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. ' The love of nature,' says Coleridge, ' seems to have led Thomson... | |
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