 And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within...  The Tatler - Pàgina 3731822Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Gray, William Mason - 1820 - 548 pàgines
...it may, when wisdom herself is forced often in sweet retired solitude To plume her feathers, and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. It is a foolish thing that without money one cannot either live as one pleases, or where and with whom... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1820 - 492 pàgines
...may, when Wisdom herself is forced often In twect retired solinuV v To plume her feathers, and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort. Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. It is a foolish thing that without money one cannot either live , as one pleases, or where and with... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 pàgines
...Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; 376 Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, Hie ise as Nature, and as fix'd as Fate. ail-to ruffled, and sometimes iinpair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i'... | |
 | John Jebb - 1820 - 502 pàgines
...see to do what virtue would, By her own radiant light, though Sun and Moon Were in the flat sea sunk. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks,... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pàgines
...though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes...light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' center, and enjoy bright day ; But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts,. Benighted walks under... | |
 | 1821 - 746 pàgines
...soul within its own keeping : — there In sweet retired solitude, She plumed lier feathers, and let ever aims at either, that I can discover — and has a spirit, that would stan sometime impair'd. But whither am I wandering? — Oh ! I remember, I was taking you into White's.... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 pàgines
...though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes...that has light within his own clear breast, May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day : But he, that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts, Benighted walks... | |
 | 1822 - 356 pàgines
...enjoyments connected with rural retirement. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks the sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse Contemplation, She plumes...her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the bustling hurry of resort, Were all too ruffled, and sometimes iropair'd. As these dispositions and... | |
 | 1822 - 592 pàgines
...breathing-space to muse on indifferent matters, where Contemplation " May plume her feathers and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd," that I absent myself from the town for a while, without feeling at a loss the moment I am left by myself.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 598 pàgines
...breathing-space to muse on indifferent matters, where Contemplation " May plume her feathers and let grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd," that I absent myself from the town for awhile, without feeling at a loss the moment I am left by myself.... | |
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