 I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet.  Rural Essays - 125. oldalszerző: Andrew Jackson Downing, George William Curtis - 1858 - 557 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd.... How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper.. ..solitude is sweet. Yet neither... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 316 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd-*! How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 390 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
 | William Cowper - 1812 - 396 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd— How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
 | William Cowper - 1814 - 390 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die, I praise the Frenchman^, his remark was shrewd— How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper—solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 234 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may Whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 252 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman *, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitnde ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitnde is sweet, Yet... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 196 oldal
...proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. j 1 praise the Frenchman,* his remark was shrewd — ^ How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! f But grant me still a friend in my retreat, I Whom I may whisper — Solitude is sweet. Yet neither... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 314 oldal
...sanctuary, proves a grave, A sepulchre, in which the living lie, Where all good qualities grow sick and die. I praise the Frenchman*, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — solitude is sweet. Yet neither these... | |
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