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" Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost... "
The Youthful Travellers; Or, Letters Chiefly Descriptive of Scenes Visited ... - 155. oldal
szerző: Agnes Strickland - 1823 - 178 oldal
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Bell's Edition, 75-76. kötet

John Bell - 1796 - 524 oldal
...golden mean! There, English bounty yet a while may stand, And honour linger ere it leaves the land. But all our praises why should lords engross ? Rise, honest Muse ! and sing the Man of Ross : 250 Pleas'd Vaga echoes thro' her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who...

The Critical and Miscellaneous Prose Works of John ..., 1. kötet,2. kiadás

John Dryden, Edmond Malone - 1800 - 591 oldal
...engross was pronounced short, as in loss. So Pope, who perhaps remembered the lines before us : , " But all our praises why should lords engross ? " Rise, honest Muse ! and sing the Man of Ross." Pope had diligently read the STATE POEMS, and may be sometimes traced in them. Thus, " Peace is my...

The Beauties of the Poets:: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry ...

1800 - 322 oldal
...serv'd my king, He would not in my age Have left me naked to mine enemies. THE MAN OF ROSS. POPE. Jt$UT all our praises why should lords engross ? Rise, honest muse! and sing the man of Ross: Pleas'd Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung...

The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections ..., 3. kötet

Alexander Pope - 1804 - 232 oldal
...golden mean ! There. English bounty yet awhile may :.tand, And honour linger ere it leaves the land. But all our praises why should lords engross ? Rise, honest Muse ! and sing The Man of Ross : 250 Pleas'd Vaga echces thro' her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who...

The Speaker Or Miscellaneous Pieces Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1804 - 418 oldal
...corpse , — and Susannach burst into a flood of tears. STERNE. CHAP. IV. The Man of Ross. — ZA.LL our praises why should Lords engross? Rise , honest Muse ! and sing the Man of Ross : Fleas'd Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid-Severn hoarse applause resounds. "Who hung...

The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry

1806 - 330 oldal
...I serv'd my king, He would not in my age Have left me naked to mine enemies. THE MAN OF ROSS. POPE. BUT all our praises why should lords engross? Rise, honest muse ! and sing the Man of Ross : Pleas'd Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung...

The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - 408 oldal
...vapours, or small-pox, above them all, And mistress of herself, tho' China fall. The MAN of Ross. (POPE.) BUT all our praises why should lords engross ? Rise, honest muse ! and sing the MAN OF Ross: 1'leas'd Vaga echoes thro' her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung...

The Speaker; Or Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1808 - 434 oldal
...as upon a corpse, — and Susannah burst into a flood of tears. . STERNE. CHAP. IV. THE MAN OF ROSS. -—ALL our praises why should Lords engross ? Rise, honest Muse ! and sing the Man of Ross : Pleas'd Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung...

Specimens of the British poets, 2. kötet

British poets - 1809 - 526 oldal
...golden mean ! There English bounty yet a while may stand, And honour linger ere it leaves the land. D2 But all our praises why should lords engross ? Rise, honest Muse! and sing the Man of Ross : Pleas'd Vaga echoes through her winding bounds. And rapid Severn hoarse applanse resounds. Who hung...

Elegant Extracts, 1-2. kötet

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 oldal
...'".'. -I'.-'i bounty yet awhile my stand, Audlionor linger ere iu leaves the land. But all our praise* And the blue mist slowly creeps, Curling on the silver lake. As the Tr 1'ltus'd Vaga echoes thro' her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung...




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