 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 lehte
...: As in those domes where Cresars once bore sway, Defac'd by time, and tott'ring in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking...Where rougher climes a nobler race display ; Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread. No product here... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 398 lehte
...mind. As in those domes where Ciesars once bore sway, Defaced by time, and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking...Where rougher climes a nobler race display, Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread : No product here... | |
 | George Merriam - 1841 - 308 lehte
...mind; As in those domes where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and«tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking...larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile. No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter, lingering, chills the lap of May; No zephyr... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 548 lehte
...: As in those domes, where Crcsars once bore sway Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in d to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house ', \nli :-, and owns his cottage with a smile. My soul, turn from them; turn we to survey Where rougher... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - 416 lehte
...mind: As in those domes where Caesars once bore sway Defac'd by time, and tott'ring in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking...Where rougher climes a nobler race display, Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread: No product here... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1842 - 446 lehte
...mind: As in those domes where Caesars once bore sway, Defac'd by time, and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed; And, wond'ring man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile. My soul, turn... | |
 | Thomas Brown (of Edinburgh.) - 1843 - 306 lehte
...of the King of Sardinia till we reach Carouge, which is close to the gates of Geneva. CHAPTER VII. -Turn we to survey Where rougher climes a nobler race display ; Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scant; bread. — GOLDSMITH.... | |
 | Thomas Brown - 1843 - 308 lehte
...of the King of Sardinia till we reach Carouge, which is close to the gates of Geneva. CHAPTER VII. -Turn we to survey Where rougher climes a nobler race display ; Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread — GOLDSMITH. GENEVA,... | |
 | 1906 - 278 lehte
...those dosnes, where Caesars once bore sway, defaced by time and tottering in decay, there in the suin, heedless of the dead, the shelter-seeking peasant...pile, exults, and owns his cottage with a smile." Hier möchte auch noch Shaftesburys Naturhymnus angeführt werden, der wenigstens die glühende Verehrung... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1906 - 362 lehte
...in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defac'd by time and tottering in decay, 160 There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed, And, wond'ring man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile. My soul, turn... | |
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Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead,... 
