 | James Thomson - 1726 - عدد الصفحات: 64
...fhrowded Body from the Tomb^ o'er which, Mix'd with foul Shades, and frighted Ghojls, they howl. > Now, all amid the Rigours of the Year, In the wild Depth of tFinter, while Without The ceafelefs Winds blow keen, be my Retreat A rural, flielter'd, folitary,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1730 - عدد الصفحات: 260
...The fhrowded body from the tomb; o'er which, Mbt'd with foul fhades, and frighted ghofts, they howl. NoW, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild...without The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, 415Between the groaning fore ft and the fhorc, Beat by a bouud'.cfs multitude of waves, A rural, fhelter'd,... | |
 | 1746 - عدد الصفحات: 532
...all amid the Rigors of the Tear, In the wild Depth of JPlnter, -while without The ceafelefs JVinds blow Ice, be my Retreat, Between the groaning Foreft and the Shore Beat by a boundlefs Multitude of Waves, A rural, Jhelter'd, folitary Scene ; Where ruddy Fire, and... | |
 | James Thomson - 1757 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whehn'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 41 j The ceafelefs winda blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the ihoi c, Beat... | |
 | James Thomson - 1763 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 42 5 -The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the more Beat by... | |
 | James Thomson - 1766 - عدد الصفحات: 266
...marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd* Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without 4*5 1 6 The The ccafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat,. Between the groaning foreft and the Ihore... | |
 | James Thomson - 1769 - عدد الصفحات: 218
...troops , Or hamlets sleeping in the dead of night , Are deep beneath the (mothering ruin whelm' d. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter , while without 425 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the shore, Beat by... | |
 | James Thomson - 1774 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...marching troops, Or hamlets flceping in the dead of night, Are deepSbeneath the fmoth'ring ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of "Winter, while without 425 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the fhore Beat by... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...marching troops, Or hamlets fleeping in the dead of night, Are deep beneath the fmothering ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without 415 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the fhore Beat by... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - عدد الصفحات: 304
...ruin whelm'd. Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of winter, while without 415 The ceafelefs winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning foreft and the more Beat by the boundlefs multitude of waves, A rural, flielter'd, folitary fcene ; Where ruddy fire... | |
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Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene; Where... 
