 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - Страниц: 192
...first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns in shades like these A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a... | |
 | 1800 - Страниц: 322
...me. down; I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return— —and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine! How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of peace! Who quits... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - Страниц: 192
...first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return... .and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - Страниц: 114
...I still had hopes, my long vexations pass'd, Here to return — and die at home at last. O bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine ; How happy he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - Страниц: 264
...first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - Страниц: 248
...first he flew, I still had hopes, my loug vexations past, Here to return— and die at home at last. O blest retirement ! friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine ; How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labor with an age of ease ; Who quits... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 330
...to lay me down ; I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine ! How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of peace ! \Vlio quits... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - Страниц: 308
...first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return—and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine ? How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - Страниц: 656
...first she fie*, I still bad hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quite... | |
 | Thomas Mortimer - 1810 - Страниц: 532
...introduced by polished life ; and gives the following beautiful apostrophe to retirement: YOL. iv. v a Q blest retirement! friend to life's decline, Retreats from care that never must be mine; How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour, with an age of ease; Who quits... | |
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Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches born to work and weep Explore the mine or tempt the dangerous deep... 
