 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 pàgines
...with thee to fmile upon him as he eats his cruft, the fwain is happier than his monarch, from whofe court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health, thou great Beftuwer of it, and give me but this fair goddefs as my companion ; and mower down thy mitres, if it... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 pàgines
...With thee to fmile upon him as he eats his cruft, the fwain is happier than his monarch, from whofe court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven! grant me but health, thou great beftower of it ! and give me but this fair goddefs as my companion ; and fhower down thy mitres, if... | |
 | 1795 - 432 pàgines
...so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him...as my companion; and shower down thy mitres, if it seems good unto thy wise providence, upon those heads that are aching for them. The bird in his cage... | |
 | English instructor - 1801 - 272 pàgines
...till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chvmic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him...my companion ; and shower down thy mitres , if it seams good unto thy divine providence , upon those heads which are aching for them. — Pursuing these... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1802 - 284 pàgines
...till NATURE herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mautle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon...from whose court thou art exiled — Gracious heaven! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — grant me but health, thou great... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 pàgines
...till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon...as my companion ; and shower down thy mitres if it seems good unto thy divine providence , upon those heads which are aching for them — Pursuing these... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 pàgines
...till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy ' mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron • •with thee to smile upon...monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — grant me but health, thou great... | |
 | Sydney Melmoth - 1805 - 368 pàgines
...till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon...from whose court thou art exiled. — Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent — Grant me but health, thou great... | |
 | Solomon Hodgson - 1806 - 362 pàgines
...thee, to fmile »poa him .while he eats his cruft, the fwain is happier than his monarch, from whofe court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven \ grant me but health, thou great beftower of it \ and give me but this fair goddefs as my companion ; and mower down thy mitres, if... | |
 | 1806 - 360 pàgines
...thee, to fmile upon him while he eats his cruft, the fwain is. happier than his monarch, from whofe court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven! grant me but health, thou great beftower of it! and give me but this fair goddefs as my companion; and fhower down thy mitres, if it... | |
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Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or... 
