 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1798 - 458 sidor
...welcome all ! Thus though my noon of life be paft, Yet let my letting fun, at laft, Find out the (till, the rural cell, Where fage retirement loves to dwell!...; Untainted by the guilty bribe; Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe; No orphan's cry to wound my ear, My honour and my confcience clear: Thus may I calmly... | |
 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1799 - 468 sidor
...bench, the babbling hall, For thee, fair Juftice, welcome all ! < Thus though my noon of life be paflr, Yet let my fetting fun, at laft, Find out the ftill,...the home-felt blifs Of innocence, and inward peace j Untainted by the guilty bribe; Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear, My... | |
 | 1788 - 772 sidor
...welcome all ! Thus though my noon of lite foe paft, Yet let my felting fun, at laft, Kind out the flil1, the rural cell, Where fage retirement loves to dwell ! There let me taAe the home-felt bills Of innocence, and inward peace ; Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uiicurs'il... | |
 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1802 - 454 sidor
...various laws, to one great end ; While mighty Alfred's piercing foul Pervades and regulates the whole. Thus though my noon of life be pad. Yet let my fetting...peace; Untainted by the guilty bribe; Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe; No orphan's cry to wound my ear, My honour and my confcience clear : Thus may 1 calmly... | |
 | 1808 - 532 sidor
...welcome all. Tliiia let my noon of Irfeije pad.; Yet let my fetting fun, at lad, Find out the Ili'.l, the rural cell, Where fage retirement loves to dwell....inward peace , Untainted by the guilty bribe, Uncurs'd amfd the harpy tribe-rNo orphans cry to wound my ear, My honour and my coofcience clear. Thus may I... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 sidor
...bribe ; UncursM amid the harpy ^tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend. THE FIRE-SIDE. [COTTON.] DEAR Chloe, while the busy crowd, The vain, the wealthy, and the... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sidor
...still, the rural cell, Where sage Retirement loves to dwell ! There let me taste the home-felt bliss Of innocence, and inward peace ; Untainted by the guilty bribe; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe; Ho orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour, and my conscience clear: Thus may I calmly... | |
 | Thomas Mortimer - 1810 - 532 sidor
...still, the rural cell, Where sage retirement loves to dwell! There let me taste the homefelt bliss, Of innocence, and inward peace; Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphans cry to wound my ear ; My honour, and my conscience clear; Thus may I calmly... | |
 | 1814 - 670 sidor
...bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear, My honour and my conscience clear : Thus may I calmly meet my end, , Thus to the grave in peace descend. LINES, Copied from the Window of an obscure Lodging in Islington *. STRANGER, whoe'er thou... | |
 | 1814 - 678 sidor
...still, the rural cell, Where sage Retirement loves to dwell ! There let me taste the home-felt bliss Of innocence, and inward peace -, Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear, My honour and my conscience clear : Thus may I calmly... | |
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Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend. 
