Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. THE EDINBURGH REVIEW OR CRITICAL JOURNAL FOR JULY, 1844....OCTOBER, 1844 - Seite 95von LONGMAN, BROWN, GREEN, & LONGMANS - 1844Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 Seiten
...E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far dirF'rent... | |
| 1800 - 322 Seiten
...? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At poor men's doors they ask a little bread! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, To torrid tracks with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diff'rent... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 Seiten
...? E'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no ! To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 Seiten
...E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no ! to distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts, with fainting steps, they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 Seiten
...? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diff'rent... | |
| Pierre Franc M'Callum - 1805 - 376 Seiten
...adieu, not without the tenderest sentiments of regret— yes, to exchange those peaceful shades, (For) distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracks with fainting steps (I) go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 Seiten
...? Even now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Thro' torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
| 1806 - 330 Seiten
...pain? Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At poor men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, To torrid tracks with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far diff'rent... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 Seiten
...[train, Kv'n now, perhaps, by cald and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread! Ah, no! Weaving many a soldier's doom, Orkney's woe, and Randvcr's bane. See the grisly Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altania murmurs to their woe. Far ditT... | |
| English poetry - 1809 - 308 Seiten
...Ev'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! Ah ! no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different... | |
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