 | 1709 - 578 pągines
...parlour of a solitary inn, over a solitary botde of wine ;" exclaiming, with Goldsmith, to his Muse, " Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keeps't me so !" drinking the health of those whom he lov'd, or singing in the sweetest of all strains such tender... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1780 - 204 pągines
...found'ft me poor at firft, and keep'ft me fo j Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of every virtue, fare thee well, Farewel, and O !...voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambamarca's fide, Whether where equinoctial fervours glow, Or winter wraps the polar world in fnow, Still let thy... | |
 | 1785 - 316 pągines
...me poor at firft, and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of ev'ry virtue fare thee well, Farewel, and O ! where'er thy...voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambamarca's fide, Whether where equinoftial fervours glow, Or winter warps the polar world in fnow, Still let thy... | |
 | 1785 - 320 pągines
...me poor at firft, and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of ev'ry virtue fare thee well, Farewel, and O ! where'er thy voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambamarca'a fide, Whether where equinoftial fervours glow, Or winter warps the polar world in fnow,... | |
 | 1785 - 304 pągines
...me poor at firft, and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of ev'ry virtue fare thee well, Farewel, and O ! where'er thy voice be try'd, On Torno'a cliffs, or Pambamarca's fide, Whether where equinoftial fervours glow, Or winter warps the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - 206 pągines
...found'ft me poor at firft, and keep'ft me fo ; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of every virtue, fare thee well, Farewel, and O !...voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambamarca's fide, Whether where equinoftial fervours glow, Or winter wraps the polar world in fnow, Still let thy... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 pągines
...found'fl me poor at firfl, and keep'fl me fo ; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, S"hou fouree of every virtue, fare thee well. Farewel, and O ! where'er thy voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambaraarea's fide ; "Whether where equinofiial fervours glow, Or winter wraps the polar world in ftiow,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 pągines
...the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss, and...woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so-j Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of ev'ry virtue, fare tliee well ! Farewell,... | |
 | 1800 - 322 pągines
...the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decry'd, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, Thou fbund'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so ; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1802 - 130 pągines
...fo; Thou guide, by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurfe of ev'ry virtue farethee well; Farewell ! and, O ! where'er thy voice be try'd, On Torno's cliffs, or Pambamarca's fide, Whether where equinoftial fervours glow, Or winter wraps the polar world in fnow, Still let thy... | |
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And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit in these degenerate times of shame To catch the heart, or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary... 
