 | John Bell - 1789 - 202 pàgines
...graves, And calmly bent, to servitude conform, t)ull as their iakes that slumber in the storm. Heavens I how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough, poor,...each brow ; How much unlike the sons of Britain now I Pir'd at the sound my genius spreads her wing, And flies where Britain courts the western spring;... | |
 | John Bell - 1789 - 396 pàgines
...graves, J3J» And calmly bent, to servitude conform, Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm. Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough,...bold; War in each breast, and freedom on each brow; Hoiv much unlike the sons of Britain now I \ Fir'd at the sound my genius spreads hef wing, And flies... | |
 | 1793 - 204 pàgines
...dishonourable graves, And calmly bent, to servitude confor*, Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm. Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough,...each brow ; How much unlike the sons of Britain now I Fir'd at the sound my genius spreads her wing, And flies where Britain courts the western spring... | |
 | Dugald Stewart - 1802 - 632 pàgines
...lines, feems to be fuggefted by the accidental mention of a word ; and is certainly one of the happieft in our language : Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic...Rough, poor, content, ungovernably bold ; War in each breaft, and freedom on each brow, How much unlike the Sons of Britain now ! — — Fired at the found,... | |
 | Dugald Stewart - 1802 - 610 pàgines
...how unlike their Belgic Sires of old ! Rough, poor, content, ungovernably bold ; War in each breaft, and freedom on each brow, How much unlike the Sons of Britain now ! — — Fired at the found, my Genius fpreads her wing, And ffies, where Britain courts the weftern... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pàgines
...conform, Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm. Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old j Rough, poor, content, ungovernably bold ; War in each...freedom on each brow.... How much unlike the sons of Btitain now ! Fir'd at the sound, my genitts spreads her whig, And flies where Britain courts (he western... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pàgines
...servitude conform, Dull as their lakes, that slumber in the storm. Heavens ! how unlike their Belgick sires of old! Rough, poor, content, ungovernably bold...each brow ; How much unlike the sons of Britain now ! Fired at the sound, my genius spreads her wing, And flies where Britain courts the western spring... | |
 | Dugald Stewart - 1808 - 496 pàgines
...conduit l'imagination du poëte , d'abord aux phenomènes extraordinaires, qui (i) Heav'ns! how unlite their Belgic sires of old! Rough, poor, content, ungovernably...each brow, How much unlike the sons of Britain now ! • — Firedat the sound, my Genius spreads her 'vviug, And ilics, wereBritain courts the western... | |
 | Dugald Stewart - 1808 - 1016 pàgines
...d'abord aux phénomènes extraordinaires, qui (i) Heav'ns! how unlike their Belgic sires of oldl Rotigh, poor, content, ungovernably bold; "War in each breast , and freedom on each broWj How much unlike thé sons of Britain now! — Fired at thé sound, my Genius spreads her wing,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 pàgines
...Dull as their lakes that slumber in the storm. Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Hough, poor, content, ungovernably bold ; War in each breast,...unlike the sons of Britain now ! Fir'd at the sound, my genins spreads her wing, And flies where Britain courts the western spring; Where lawns extend that... | |
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Heavens ! how unlike their Belgic sires of old ! Rough, poor, content, ungovernably bold ; War in each breast, and freedom on each brow ; — How much unlike the sons of Britain now ! Fired at the sound, my genius spreads her wing, And flies where Britain... 
