 | 1791 - 198 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. OdcXHL ODES. 107 Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When with impatient wing... | |
 | John Wolcot - 1804 - 180 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to besto•w; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. •. Of rest was NOAH'S dove bereft, When with impatient wing she left That... | |
 | 1806 - 184 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. Of rest was Noah's, dove bereft, When with impatient wing she left That safe... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When with impatient wing she left That safe retreat, the ark; Giving... | |
 | 1808 - 496 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When with impatient wing she left That safe... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When, with impatient wing, she left That safe... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1812 - 378 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies: And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When, with impatient wings, she left That safe... | |
 | 1813 - 458 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam • The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys roust flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When with impatient wing she... | |
 | 1814 - 158 páginas
...Contentment. 1 IF solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts this jewel lies, Unwise are they who roam ; The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow, And peace begins at home. With thankful hearts enjoy it all, Nor lose the present hour. S To be resign'd,... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 páginas
...joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove bereft, When with impatient wing she left That safe... | |
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If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. 
