 | 1795 - 432 pàgines
...will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious heaven ! grant me but health,... | |
 | English instructor - 1801 - 272 pàgines
...be so , till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chvmic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust , the swain is happier than his monarch , from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1802 - 284 pàgines
...will be so, till NATURE herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mautle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled — Gracious heaven! cried I, kneeling down... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 pàgines
...be so , till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health ,... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 pàgines
...will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy ' mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron • •with thee...smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious heaven ! cried I, kneeling down... | |
 | Sydney Melmoth - 1805 - 368 pàgines
...will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. — Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...will be so, till nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier tha-i his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaten '. grant me but health,... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1810 - 292 pàgines
...will be so, till Nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven! cried I, kneeling down... | |
 | Benjamin West - 1820 - 70 pàgines
...will be so, till Nature herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious Heaven ! cried I, kneeling down... | |
 | Abner Alden - 1814 - 222 pàgines
...be so, till nature herself shall change — no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymick power turn thy sceptre into iron — with thee, to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled. Gracious Heaven ! grant me but health,... | |
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Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or... 
