 REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door ; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er...  The British Plutarch [by T. Mortimer]. - Page 278by Thomas Mortimer - 1810Full view - About this book
 | 1827 - 462 lehte
...the altar of faith, the asylum of innocence, the bulwark of private security and of public honour ! Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravelled, fondly turns to thee.' An elegant living poet has the following beautiful lines on the subject : — ALBION ! o'er thee profusely... | |
 | William Morgan Kinsey - 1828 - 630 lehte
...altar of faith ; the asylum of innocence ; the bulwark of private security and of public honour !" Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravelled, fondly turns to thee. GOLDSMITH. CROSSING THE SERRA DK LA BRUGA IN A LITEIRA. , LETTER XI. Not large, but fruitful, stored... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 lehte
...PROSPECT OF SOCIETY. RBVOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld, or wandering Po; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against..."Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 lehte
...I'KOM THE TRAVELLER. REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheld, or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against...Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 lehte
...unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheid, or wandering Po ; Or onward, where the rude Corinthian to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault,...foe, and a suspicious friend ; Dreading even fools, b uutravelled fondly tutus to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseleee pain, And dratrs at each... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1830 - 544 lehte
...PROSPECT OF SOCIETY/ REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheid, or wandering Po; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against...forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies; • In this poem, M ¡l passed through different edition«, several alteration« were made, and юте... | |
 | James Johnson - 1831 - 326 lehte
...altars, not with the arms of the living but with the images of the dead. CAMPAGNA DI ROMA— MALARIA. Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste, expanding to the skies. It is from the high mountain of Viterbo that we have the first glimpse of the wide-spread CAMPAGNA... | |
 | James Johnson - 1831 - 312 lehte
...altars, not with the arms of the living but with the images of the dead. CAMPAGNA DI ROMA— MALARIA. Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste, expanding to the skies. It is from the high mountain of Viterbo that we have the first glimpse of the wide-spread CAMPAGNA... | |
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 lehte
...from the Traveller. REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow, Or by the lazy Scheid, or wand'ring Po ; Or onward, where the rude Carinthian boor Against...the door; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, 5 A weary waste, expanding to the skies ; \Vhere e'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd,... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 lehte
...melancholy', slow', Or by the lazy Scheld', or wandering Po', Or onward', where the rude', Corinthian boor', Against the houseless stranger shuts the door';...Where'er I roam', whatever realms to see', My heart', untra veiled', fondly turns to thee': Still to my brother turns', with ceaseless pain', And drags at... | |
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