No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.... Miscellaneous Works - Pàgina 574per Oliver Goldsmith - 1893 - 695 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 pàgines
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades,...tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring wall, And trembling, shrinking... | |
| 1800 - 322 pàgines
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more the glassy brook reflects the day, But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaryM cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pàgines
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades,...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pàgines
...whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain. No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way; Along...spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and... | |
| 1806 - 330 pàgines
..."/r/ • '/i< //i,'/,li//if<ftft><-''/'"/" ) No more the glassy brook reflects the day, But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way Along thy glades...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
| British poets - 1809 - 526 pàgines
...bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all,...spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hast'ning ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and... | |
| 1814 - 310 pàgines
...But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow sounding bittern guards its nest : Amidst thy desert walks...hand> Far, far away, thy children leave the land. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, "Where wealth accumulates, and men decay ; Princes and... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1816 - 240 pàgines
...And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But chok'd with sedges works its weedy way ; Along thy glades,...walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 294 pàgines
...with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, * The hollow-sounding hittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the monld'ring wall, And, trembling, shrinking from the spoilei's hand Far, far away, thy children leave... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 274 pàgines
...whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain. No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way; Along...hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land. Ill fares the laud, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay. Princes and lords... | |
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