 | Edward Young - 1750 - 350 oldal
...Infatiate Archer ! could not one One fuffice ? Thy Shaft flew thrice ; and thrice my Peace was flam; And thrice, ere thrice yon Moon had fill'd her Horn. O Cynthia ! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament Thy wretched Neighbour? Grieve to fee thy Wheel Of ceafelefs Change outwhirl'd... | |
 | Edward Young - 1762 - 292 oldal
...Jnfatiate archer ! could not one fuffice ? Thy Ibaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia ! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel > Of ccafelefs change outwhirl'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 274 oldal
...me ? Jnfatiate archer! could not one fuffice ? Thy fhaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was flain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change outwhirl'd... | |
 | 1770 - 268 oldal
...? Infatiate archer ! could not onefuffice? Thy fhaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain . And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia ! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change outwhirl'd... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 858 oldal
...? Infatiate archer ! could not one fulKce ? Thy fhaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. •O Cynthia! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament 215 Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 280 oldal
...Infatiate archer ! could not one fuffice ? Thy fhaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia ! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament 215 Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change... | |
 | Edward Young - 1792 - 354 oldal
...Infatiate archer ! could not one fuffice i O 4 Thy Thy fhaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia ! why fo pale ? Doft thou lament Thy wretched neighbour ? Grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs change outwhirl'd... | |
 | John Bell - 1796 - 470 oldal
...mark so mean ? z10 \Vhy thy peculiar rancour wfeAk'd on me? Insatiate Archer! could not one suifke ? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thricS yon' moon had fill'd her horn. 0 Cynthia! why so pale? Dost thou lament z15 Thy wretched neighbour?... | |
 | Edward Young - 1798 - 432 oldal
...The sun himself by thy permission shines; And, one day, thou shalt pluck him from his sphere. Amidst such mighty plunder, why exhaust Thy partial quiver on a mark so mean? 210 Why thy peculiar rancour wreak'd on me? Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew... | |
 | Edward Young - 1799 - 312 oldal
...f Tnfatiate archer ! could not one fuffice ? Thy fhah flew thrice, and thrice my peace was flain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. O Cynthia I why fo pale ? doft thou lament 2 i 5 Thy wretched neighbour ? grieve to fee thy wheel Of ceafelefs... | |
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Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. 
