| Elizabeth Jane Whately - 1866 - Страниц: 532
...they love. The north winds scorch ; but when the breeze is Full from the south, why then it freezes. The sun when you to face him turn ye, From right to left performs his journey. There every servant gets his place By character of foul disgrace ; There vice is virtue, virtue vice,... | |
| James Burton (schoolmaster.) - 1868 - Страниц: 220
...With equal wonder you may see The foxes fly from tree to tree ; And what they value most, so wary, The foxes in their pockets carry. The sun when you to face him turn ye, From right to left performs his journey.2 The, north wind scorches, but when the breeze is Full from the south, why then it freezes.... | |
| Charles Daubeny - 1869 - Страниц: 252
...they love. The north winds scorch, but when the breeze is Full from the south, why then it freezes ; The sun when you to face him turn ye, From right to left performs his journey. There every servant gets his place By character of foul disgrace ; There vice is virtue, virtue vice,... | |
| Caroline Anne Martineau - 1881 - Страниц: 136
...place is in the north, and the midday shadows of dwellers in Australia point towards the south. There " The sun, when you to face him turn ye, From right to left performs his journey." * Strictly speaking, it is only in spring and autumn that this takes place exactly at the Equator.... | |
| W G. Baker - 1884 - Страниц: 270
...swiftness with the greyhound vie. With equal wonder you may see The foxes fly from tree to tree. 7. And what they value most, so wary, These foxes in...turn ye, From right to left performs his journey. s. The north winds scorch, but when the breeze is Full from the south, why then it freezes. Now of... | |
| Mara Louise Pratt-Chadwick - 1892 - Страниц: 232
...although they cannot fty, In swiftness with the greyhound vie. With equal wonder you may see The foxes Hy from tree to tree. And what they value most, so wary, These foxes in their pockets carry. The snn, when you to face him turn ye, From right to left performs his journey. The north winds scorch,... | |
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