Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink... Spirit of the English Magazines - Pągina 1911828Visualització completa
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...co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? . . . Sweet are the uses of adversity Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious...