 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 490 páginas
...in its stead ; March o'er the ruin'd plain with motion s Still scatt'ring desolation where they go. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for p From... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 484 páginas
...its stead ; March o'er the ruin'd plain with motion slow, Still scatt'ring desolation where they go. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 476 páginas
...its stead ; March o'er the ruin'd plain with motion slow,, Still scatt'ring desolation where they go. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1808 - 472 páginas
...spirit! S. March oe'r the ruin'd plain with motion slow, Still scatt'ring desolation where they go. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride;... | |
 | Jonathan Swift, Walter Scott - 1814 - 686 páginas
...footsteps find. To thee I owe that fatal bend of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclia'd ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn...were thy rules to be poetically great, Stoop not to interest, flattery, or deceit ; Nor with hired thoughts be thy devotion paid; Learn to disdain their... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1814 - 676 páginas
...• i To thee I owe that fatal bend of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd : To thec, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools,...were thy rules to be poetically great, Stoop not to interest, flattery, or deceit ; Nor with hired thoughts be thy devotion paid ; Learn to disdain their... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1814 - 534 páginas
...its stead ; March o'er the ruin'd plain with motion slow, Still scatt'ring desolation where they go. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride... | |
 | Jonathan Swift, Walter Scott - 1814 - 524 páginas
...stead ; March o'er the ruin'd plain with motion slow, Still sqatt'ring desolation where they go. ' To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclin'd; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1824 - 556 páginas
...creeping far behind, Can scarce th' impression of his footsteps find. To thee I owe that fatal hent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclined...rules to be poetically great : — ' Stoop not to interest, flattery, or deceit ; Nor with hired thoughts be thy devotion paid ; Learn to disdain their... | |
 | Jonathan Swift, Walter Scott - 1826 - 334 páginas
...light, That we the wretched, creeping far behind, Can scarce th* impression of his footsteps tind. To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy...rules to be poetically great : — ' Stoop not to interest, flattery, or deceit ; Nor with hired thoughts be thy devotion paid ; Learn to disdain their... | |
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To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclined ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride... 
