| David Mather Masson - 1874 - 390 páginas
...ogling of a coxcomb's eyes ; Show'd where my judgment was misplaced, Refined my fancy and my taste. You taught how I might youth prolong By knowing what was right and wrong ; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my fading eyes ; How soon a beauteous mind repairs The loss of changed or falling... | |
| Jonathan Swift, Sir Walter Scott - 1883 - 518 páginas
...her tutor, owes That she has ne'er resembled those : Nor was a burden to mankind With half her course of years behind. You taught how I might youth prolong,...what was right and wrong ; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my fading eyes ; How soon a beauteous maid repairs The loss of changed or falling... | |
| Rev. Edward John Hardy - 1900 - 314 páginas
...her tutor, owes That she has ne'er resembled those; Nor was a burden to mankind, With half her course of years behind. You taught how I might youth prolong,...what was right and wrong ; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my failing eyes; How soon a beauteous mind repairs The loss of changed or falling... | |
| Jonathan Swift - 1901 - 710 páginas
...was his pupil and humble friend. He had trained her judgment and refined her fancy and taste : — "You taught how I might youth prolong By knowing what was right and wrong; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my fading eyes ; iIn 1730 he wrote, "Those who have been married may form juster... | |
| Julia Georgiana Longe - 1911 - 446 páginas
...you her Tutor owes That she ne'er resembled those, Nor was a burden to mankind With half her course of years behind. You taught how I might youth prolong...what was right and wrong ; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my fading eyes ; How soon a beauteous mind repairs The loss of changed or falling... | |
| 1855 - 848 páginas
...ogling of a coxcomb's eyes ; Shewed where my judgment was misplaced, Refined my fancy and my taste. You taught how I might youth prolong By knowing what was right and wrong ; How from my heart to bring supplies Of lustre to my fading eyes ; How soon a beauteous mind repairs The loss of changed or falling... | |
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