 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 str.
...housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envy'd kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor; Let not Ambition... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1839 - 166 str.
...de sillons traça leur soc laborieux ! Comme au sein des travaux leurs chants étaient joyeux, vu. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! VII. VIII. /i/iís кáтeo f\KfT, a\aCóvfs, &aа firóvaiтav OÙK àvóvifтa, Kотла fioîpav... | |
 | 1840 - 372 str.
...forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion,...stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty,... | |
 | Andrew Comstock - 1841 - 410 str.
...Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield,; | Their furrow , oft the stubborn glebe' has broAe,; | How jocund did they drive their team afield'! | How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy strode ! | Let not ambition mocA' their useful toil, | Their homely joys, and destiny obscure' ; |... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 str.
...lsbourers — the reapers, the ploughmen, &c. How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition...smile The short and simple annals of the poor. [The thoughtless1 world to majesty may bow, Exalt the brave, and idolize success ; But more to innocence... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1845 - 92 str.
...care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share. VII. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield ; Their...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! . . NEW YOKK VIII. Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 str.
...furrow oft/ the stubborn glebe has br'oke : How jocund did they driv'e/ their team a-field ! How bowed the w'oods/ beneath their st'urdy stro'ke ! Let not ambiti'on/ mock their useful to'il, Their homely joy's/, and destiny obsc'ure ; Nor graAndeur h'ear (with a disdainful s'mile) The sho'rt... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1845 - 456 str.
...Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke. Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure j Nor Grandeur hear, with a disdainful smile, The short and simple... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 str.
...in his narrow cell for ever laid, The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion,...! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke 1 Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1847 - 140 str.
...Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ; How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! "Let not Ambition...smile The short and simple annals of the poor." The world may never even hear of their names ; yet they have done their day's work, their duty to their... | |
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For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn... 
