 But to the gods submit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow bright, and smile with happier hours. So the pure limpid stream, when foul with stains Of rushing, torrents, and descending rains, Works itself clear,...  Anselmo; or, The day of trial - Página 191por Mary Hill (novelist.) - 1813Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Joseph Addison - 1830 - 294 páginas
...thought! it cuts into my soul. MARCIA. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods permit th" event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow white, and smile with happier hours. So the pure limpid stream, when foul with stains Of rushing torrents,... | |
 | British theatre - 1830 - 928 páginas
...not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods submit th' event of things. Our lives, dijcolour'd with our present woes, May still grow bright, and smile with happier hours. So the pure, limpid stream, when foul with stains Of rushing torrents, and descending rains,... | |
 | 1833 - 828 páginas
...not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods submit th' event of things. Our lives, disooloiir'd with our present woes, May still grow bright, and smile with happier hours. [stains So tbi- pure, limpid stream, when foul with Df rushing torrents and descending rains,... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1837 - 548 páginas
...thought ! it cuts into my soul. Marcia. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods permit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May Btill grow white, and smile with happier hours. [stains So the pure limpid stream, when foul with Of... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1853 - 600 páginas
...thought ! it cuts into my soul. MARCIA. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods permit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow white, and smile with happier hours. So the pure limpid stream, b when foul with stains Of rushing... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1853 - 600 páginas
...thought ! it cuts into my soul. MARCIA. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods pernlit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow white, and smile with happier hours. So the pure limpid stream, b when foul with stains Of rushing... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1854 - 584 páginas
...thought ! it cuts into my soul. MARCIA. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods permit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow white, and smile with happier hours. So the pure limpid stream, b when foul with stains Of rushing... | |
 | 1859 - 828 páginas
...Marcus. Was ever virgin love distress'd like mine. Marcia. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods submit th' event of things. Our lives,...woes, May still grow bright, and smile with happier hours. [stains So the pure, limpid stream, when foul with Of rushing torrents and descending rains,... | |
 | 1859 - 836 páginas
...Marcus. Was ever virgin love distress'd like mine. Marcia. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods submit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woe*, May still grow bright, and smile with happier hours. [stain« So the pure, limpid stream, when... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1864 - 546 páginas
...thought ! it cuts into my soul. Marcia. Let us not, Lucia, aggravate our sorrows, But to the gods permit th' event of things. Our lives, discolour'd with our present woes, May still grow white, arid smile with happie? hours. x [stains So the pure limpid stream, when foul with. Of rushing... | |
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