 | 1795 - 1334 ページ
...EPISTLE TO MR. FROM (cene» where fancy no excurfion tries. Nor truib her wing to fmoke-invelup'd Ikies ; Far from the town's detefted haunts remov'd, And nought...and the world got free, One truant thought yet only ¡lays for thee. What is that world which makes the heart its flave ? A reftlefs fei revolving wave... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 1288 ページ
...Mk. -i FKOM fcenes where fancy no excurfion tries. Nor trufts her wing to fmoke-invelop'd Ikies ; * Far from the town's detefted haunts remov'd, And nought but thee deferted that I lov'd ; From noile and folly and the world got free, One truant thought yet only (lays fur thee. What is that world... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 656 ページ
...Far from the town's dett sted haunts remov'd. And nought but thee deserted that I lov'd , From noise and folly and the world got free, One truant thought yet only stays for thee. What is that world which makes the heart its slave ? A restless sea, revolving wave... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 278 ページ
...Far from the town's detested haunts removed, And nought but thee deserted that I loved ; From noise and folly and the world got free, One truant thought yet only stays for thee. What is that world which makes the heart its slave ? A restless sea, revolving wave... | |
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I'd form a fairer wreath for thee. EPISTLE TO MR. — : — ' ROM oceaes where fancy no excursion tries. Nor trusts her wing to smoke-envclop'd skies ; Far from the town's dett sted haunts remov'd. And nought but thee deserted that I lov'd , From noise... 