 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1774 - 70 oldal
...hunger led, At proud men's doors they afk a little bread ! Ah, no. To diftant climes, a dreary fcene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting fteps they go> Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before,... | |
 | 1792 - 112 oldal
...hunger led , At proud mens doors they ask a little bread ! AH , no. To diftant climes , a dreary fcene , Where half the convex world intrudes between , Through torrid tracts with fainting fteps they go , Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diflTrent there from all that charm'd before,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 oldal
...E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the...steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far dirF'rent there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Sng>ratd... | |
 | 1800 - 322 oldal
...? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At poor men's doors they ask a little bread! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, To torrid tracks with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diff'rent... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 oldal
...? E'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no ! To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the...steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 366 oldal
...hunger led, At proud mens doors they afk a little bread '. Ah , no , To diftant climes , a dreary fcene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting fteps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their -woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 oldal
...E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no ! to distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the...steps, they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrours of that horrid shore ; Those... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 oldal
...? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the...steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diff'rent there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those... | |
 | Pierre Franc M'Callum - 1805 - 376 oldal
...adieu, not without the tenderest sentiments of regret— yes, to exchange those peaceful shades, (For) distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracks with fainting steps (I) go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 oldal
...? Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Thro' torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
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Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. 
