 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 192 str.
...held his head :' And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer dy'd three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in...this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd. 130 The muse but serv'd to ease some friend, not wife, To help me thro' this long disease, my life,... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1872 - 744 str.
...nother was much '.ffl iclc-J irtt. headache.. "Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown 135 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own ] As yet a child,...this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd. iso The Muse but served to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through this long disease, my life,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 str.
...let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipped he can't get over it ! she never can lisped in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1873 - 590 str.
...let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago6. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame7, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came8. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke,... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1874 - 798 str.
...Line 84. Destroy his fib, or sophistry — in vain ! The creature 's at his dirty work again. Line 91. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. Line 127. Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms !... | |
 | Emily Marion Harris - 1874 - 220 str.
...write ?" he repeated, half mournfully, half in jest. " What sin, to me unknown, Dipped me in ink,—my parents' or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came : I left no calling for this idle trade." " Trade !" said Beaty,... | |
 | Jakob Olaus Løkke - 1875 - 556 str.
...head; And drop at last, but in unwilling ears, This saving counsel, »Keep your piece nine years «. , Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in...my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 str.
...life, Tells us that Cato dearly loved his wife. POPE. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink? my parents' or my own? As yet a child,...to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. POPE. Exact Racine and Corneille's noble fire Taught us that France had something to admire. POPE.... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1875 - 890 str.
...Line 84. Destroy his fib, or sophistry — in vain ! The creature's at his dirty work again. Line 91. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. Line 127. Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms !... | |
 | British Academy - 1977 - 324 str.
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And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. 
