 | Thomas Gray - 1884 - 468 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond complaint, my Song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse 1 Night, and all her sickly dews, Her Spectres wan, and Birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1885 - 164 str.
...Ar.d Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! 45 The fond complaint, my Song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse ? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her Spectres wan, and Birds of boding cry, 50 He gives to range... | |
 | 1888 - 666 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse ? Night and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1889 - 442 str.
...stretch, And pore npon the brook that habbles by. The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And jnstify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Mnse? Night and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, 50 He gives to range... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1891 - 200 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond complaint, my Song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giVn in vain the heav'nly Muse? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her Spectres wan, and Birds of boding cry, 50 He gives to range... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1894 - 250 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! 45 The fond complaint, my Song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse ? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her Spectres wan, and Birds of boding cry, 50 He gives to range... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1900 - 482 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate I The fond Complaint, my Song ! disprove ; And justify the laws of JOVE! Say, Has he giv'n in vain the Heav'nly Muse? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1901 - 1190 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of fate I The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse ? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1901 - 350 str.
...And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond Complaint, my Song ! disprove ; And justify the laws of JOVE ! Say, Has he giv'n in vain the Heav'nly Muse? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
 | Ludwig Herrig - 1906 - 844 str.
...46 And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse? Night, and all her sickly dews, &o Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range... | |
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Muse? Night and all her sickly dews, Her Spectres wan, and Birds of boding cry, He gives to range the dreary sky; Till down the eastern cliffs afar Hyperion's march they spy, and glitt'ring shafts of war. 
