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Page 37
... past , Or free his feet , that in the mire stick fast ? Most envious man , that grieves at neighbours ' good , And fond , that joyest in the wo thou hast ; Why wilt not let him pass , that long hath stood Upon the bank , yet wilt ...
... past , Or free his feet , that in the mire stick fast ? Most envious man , that grieves at neighbours ' good , And fond , that joyest in the wo thou hast ; Why wilt not let him pass , that long hath stood Upon the bank , yet wilt ...
Page 167
... past , Here to return - and die at home at last . O blest retirement , friend to life's decline , Retreat from care , that never must be mine . How happy he who crowns , in shades like these , A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who ...
... past , Here to return - and die at home at last . O blest retirement , friend to life's decline , Retreat from care , that never must be mine . How happy he who crowns , in shades like these , A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who ...
Page 344
... past , and for The future , till the past be gulfed in darkness , It is not of my search . - My mother earth ! And thou , fresh breaking day , and you , ye mountains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright eye ...
... past , and for The future , till the past be gulfed in darkness , It is not of my search . - My mother earth ! And thou , fresh breaking day , and you , ye mountains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright eye ...
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