| William Edward Winks - 1883 - Počet stránok 454
...supplies ! Happier the bards who, write whate'er they will, Find gentle readers to admire them still! Oh for the good old times ! when all was new, And...amber, and of rocks of gold ; Full of their theme, they spurned all idle art; And the plain tale was trusted to the heart. Now all is changed ! We fume and... | |
| Cassell, ltd - 1883 - Počet stránok 562
...blind, . 220 Where' or I turn, on clouds I seem to tread : And call for Mandeville to ease my head. Olí for the good old times ! When all was new, And every...amber, and of rocks of gold : Full of their theme, they spurn' d all idle art : And the plain tale was trusted to the heart. Now all is changed ! We fume and... | |
| Andrew Wallace - 1889 - Počet stránok 296
...manner in that of our Glasgow philanthropist. CHAPTER XII. SKETCHES OF SOME ODD CHARACTERS OF GLASGOW. " Oh, for the good old times ! when all was new, And every hour brought prodigies to view ; Full of their theme they spurn'd all idle art, And the plain tale was trusted to the heart." —... | |
| G. W. Niven - 1903 - Počet stránok 296
...nothing to say — Excepting, of course — that he died." CHAPTER VIII. FOLKLORE AND SUPERSTITION. " O for the good old times when all was new, And every...amber and of rocks of gold. Full of their theme, they spurned all idle art, And the plain tale was trusted to the heart." — William Gifford. " Q. WHEN... | |
| David Nichol Smith - 1926 - Počet stránok 744
...enjoys to guard.' Descriptivt Sketches, 1793 O' WILLIAM GIFFORD 1756-1826 439 The "Della fyuscans |H for the good old times ! When all was new, And every...: Full of their theme, they spurn'd all idle art, And the plain tale was trusted to the heart. Now all is changed ! We fume and fret, poor elves, Less... | |
| John Aikin, John Frost - 1866 - Počet stránok 786
...giddy, blind, Where'er I turn, on clouds I seem to tread And call for Mandeville, to ease my head. O for the good old times .' WHEN all was new, And every...told Of streams of amber, and of rocks of gold ; Full ef their theme, they spurn'd all idle art; And the plain tale waa trusted to the heart. Now all is... | |
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