 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...  Major's home lesson books. 6 standards - Página 4por Henry Major - 1873Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 páginas
...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 páginas
...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... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1802 - 284 páginas
...and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mautle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with...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... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 páginas
...whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy ' mantle, or chymic power turn thy...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 páginas
...whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre...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... | |
 | 1806 - 360 páginas
...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... | |
 | Solomon Hodgson - 1806 - 362 páginas
...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 páginas
...whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre...upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier tha-i his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaten '. grant me but health, thou great... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1810 - 292 páginas
...whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre...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, than great Bestower... | |
 | Benjamin West - 1820 - 70 páginas
...whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre...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... | |
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