| 1886 - 300 oldal
...truth, yet, a mind turned to fictions ; Now mix these ingredients, which warm'd in the baking, Turn'd to learning and gaming, religion and raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Joseph Knight - 1894 - 368 oldal
...great love of truth ; yet a mind turn'd to fictions ; Now mix these ingredients, which warm'd in the baking, Turn to learning and gaming, religion and...raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Sir Alfred Comyn Lyall - 1894 - 930 oldal
...great lover of truth, yet a mind turn'd to fictions ; Now mix these ingredients, which, warm'd in the baking, Turn to learning and gaming, religion and...raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Percy Fitzgerald - 1899 - 514 oldal
...turned to fictions. Now mix these ingredients, which warmed in its baking, Turn to learning and gamine, religion, and raking. » With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Dip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taete. That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1900 - 334 oldal
...truth, yet a mind turned to fictions : Now mix these ingredients, which warm'd in the baking, Turn'd to learning and gaming, religion and raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Washington Irving - 1907 - 896 oldal
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| Anna Sheldon Camp Sneath - 1912 - 302 oldal
...great love of truth; yet a mind turn'd to fictions; Now mix these ingredients, which wann'd in the baking, Turn to learning, and gaming, religion and...raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste; That the rake and the poet o'er... | |
| Margaret Barton - 1948 - 364 oldal
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