...brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud...murmurs to their wo. Far different there from all that charmed before, The various terrors of that horrid shore •, Those blazing suns that dart a downward...

...Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'«n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led. At proud men's...murmurs to their wo. Far different there from all that charmed before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing sons that dart a downward...

...their rustic inhabitants, thrust out from their favourite abodes, had emigrated to another hemisphere. , indeed, with all this magnificence, they seldom...a cloth before the guests ; but in that I can not tainting steps they go, When wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Dejected at this disappointment of his...

...brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud...steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those...

...•> Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the lovelier iw, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain 1 E'n now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's...between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they g< Where wild Altama murmurs to their wo. Far different there from all that charmed before, The various...

...Bedford. THE ALTAMAHA.—There can, I suppose, be no doubt that in the lines in ' The Deserted Village,' Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through...fainting steps they go Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe— • To distant climes, a dreary scene, Goldsmith is alluding to the river Altamaha. in Georgia,...

...brown. Do thine, sweet Auburn, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud men's doors they ask a little bread ! 25 Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through...

[ Der Inhalt dieser Seite ist beschränkt. ]

...brown. Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain ? E'en now, perhaps, by cold and hunger led, At proud...torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altamaf murmurs to their woe. * [" These poor shivering females have once seen happier days, and been...

...shared the woes he had just painted, he thus answers his question : — " Ah, no ! To distant clinics, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes...steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charmed before, The various terrors of that horrid shore : Those...