 Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain your midnight throats to sing Joys that the vineyard and the still-house bring; Or on some distant fair your notes employ, And speak of raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I...  The Hasty-pudding: A Poem, in Three Cantos - Strana 1autor/autoři: Joel Barlow - 1838 - 12 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 str.
...who strain your midnight throats to sing Joys that the vineyard and the stillhous? bring; Or on pome distant fair your notes employ, And speak of raptures that you ne'er enjoy. * It is now penerally hpliovrd tint JUiu.ow, while in France, adjured the Christian religion. The Reverend... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1855 - 718 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...midnight throats to sing Joys that the vineyard and the etill-housc bring ; Or on some distant fair your notes employ, And speak of raptures that you ne'er... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1856 - 884 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal — The sweets of Hasty Pudding. Come,... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - 704 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty Pudding. Come,... | |
 | 1856 - 518 str.
...inspire The purest phrensy of poetic fire. 11 Despise it not, ye bards to terror steeled, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty Pudding. Come,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 752 str.
...Despise it not, ye hards to terror steel'il, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor y« who strain your midnight throats to sing Joys that the vineyard and the stilthouse bring ; Or on some distant Mr your notes employ, And speak of raptures that yon ne'er enjoy.... | |
 | William Evans Burton - 1859 - 690 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal — The sweets of Hasty Pudding. Come,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...And speak of raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing i he sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty... | |
 | Charles William Everest - 1860 - 484 str.
...suited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steeled, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, — The sweets of Hasty Pudding.... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 str.
...snited to inspire The purest frenzy of poetic fire. Despise it not, ye bards to terror steel'd, Who hurl your thunders round the epic field ; Nor ye who strain...raptures that you ne'er enjoy. I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty Pndding Come,... | |
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