 | James Beattie, Oliver Goldsmith - 1864 - 540 oldal
...I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1864 - 182 oldal
...I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial... | |
 | 1865 - 342 oldal
...here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 oldal
...I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the laud. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That, idly waiting, flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented Toil, and hospitable Care, And kind connubial... | |
 | Words - 1866 - 368 oldal
...I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band ! Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. ***** Goldsmith, THE BLIND BOY. 0 say what is that... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Edmund Forster Blanchard - 1867 - 200 oldal
...father's arms." t The first three editions read— Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand : Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - 1867 - 752 oldal
...is no virtue like necessity. Sh. Rit. !!• I. 3. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail, That, idly waiting, flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Goldsmith, Deserted Tillage. Let us depart ! the universal... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1868 - 276 oldal
...stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land : Down, where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move — a melancholy band — Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand ; Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind... | |
 | John T. Watson - 1869 - 524 oldal
...Of burning its dew to sip ! CF Hun MAN EMIGRATION. Down where yon anch'ring vessel spreads the sail, That, idly waiting, flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village. Good heaven ! what sorrows... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1869 - 1502 oldal
...I stand, I see the rural virtues l<;ave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, esent the few poets of England no longer depend on the great for subsistence ; Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial... | |
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Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all... 
