 ... kindling, and the statesman grave Forgets his weighty cares ; each age, each sex, In the wild transport joins ; luxuriant joy, And pleasure in excess, sparkling exult On every brow, and revel unrestrain'd.  The Sportsman - Sida 210Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | John Bell - 1797 - 480 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thou, Man ! when thou'rt no more Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from pain ! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dang'rous... | |
 | 1828 - 562 sidor
...break ! ! " How happy art Uiou, man, when thou'rt no more Thyself; when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost. Yield a short interval and ea»e from pain." The habit of these men was to be at covert at day-break ; and _I mention this more... | |
 | William Somerville - 1804 - 176 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thou, man ! when thou'rt no more Thyself; when all the pangs, that grind thy soul, In rapture, and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from pain ! See, the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dangerous... | |
 | William Somerville, Thomas Park - 1808 - 354 sidor
...uurestrain'd. How happy art thou, man, when thon'rt no more Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from pain ! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dangerous... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 562 sidor
...unrcstrain'd. How happy art thou, man, when thon 'rt no more Thyself ! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval and ease from p.iin ' S?t the sfl'ifc courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now... | |
 | Richard Lawrence (veterinary surgeon.) - 1816 - 550 sidor
...every face ! " How happy art thou, man, when thou'rt no more Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from pain 1 " Mark, how he runs the cover's utmost limits, i yet dares not venture forth; the hounds are still... | |
 | William Somervile - 1817 - 90 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thon, man, when thou'rt no more Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from 'pain! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dangerous... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 462 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thou, man, when thou'rt no more Thyself! when all the pangs that grind thy soul. In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval, and ease from pain! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dangerous... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thou, man, when thou 'it no more Thyself ! when all the pangs that grind thy J+ case from pain ! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely l»at the solid ground.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 402 sidor
...unrestrain'd. How happy art thou, man, when thou 'rt no more Thyself ! when all the pangs that grind thy soul, In rapture and in sweet oblivion lost, Yield a short interval and ease from pain ! See the swift courser strains, his shining hoofs Securely beat the solid ground. Who now The dangerous... | |
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