 Along the mazy current. Low the woods Bow their hoar head ; and ere the languid sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.  Bell's Edition - 200. oldalszerző: John Bell - 1787Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 oldal
...dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the laborer-ox Stands cover'd o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tam'd by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence assigns them.... | |
 | Q. K. Philander Doesticks - 1857 - 226 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands cover'd o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tam'd by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence assigns them.... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands covered o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence... | |
 | 1857 - 298 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands cover'd o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, '4 Iff ."i around ic little boon -V*. -^- .. «^« .^" w -w H' One alone, gods, W» *W» «W» « 'roiling... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1858 - 474 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands cover'd o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tam'd by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim that little boon Which Providence assigns them.... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 348 oldal
...dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the laborer ox Stands covered o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 608 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands covered o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 oldal
...dazzling waste that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands covered o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence... | |
 | William Jordan Unwin - 1862 - 300 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands cover'd o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of Heaven, Tam'd by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence assigns them.... | |
 | English poets - 1862 - 626 oldal
...waste, that buries wide The works of man. Drooping, the labourer-ox Stands covered o'er with snow, and then demands The fruit of all his toil. The fowls of heaven, Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence... | |
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