 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 708 páginas
...; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, О think it worth enjoying I Lovely Thaïs sits beside on Oaz'd on the fair Who cau.i'd his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sighM and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 466 páginas
...Admiration. Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. Rnr<ts of approbation. The many rend the skies with loud applause: So love was crown'd ; but music won the cause. 578. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Pensive. Gazed on the fair, Who caused his care, Effeminately.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 páginas
...destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, 0 think it worth enjoying ! Lovely Thais sits beside S I J K L M Aud sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again. At length, with love... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 páginas
...still, and still destroying, If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh, think it worth enjoying ! The many rend the skies with loud applause : So love was crown'd ; but music won the cause. Now, strike the golden lyre again ! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain I Break his bands of sleep... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 páginas
...destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying: Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee ! The many rend the skies with lond applanse ; So Love was erown'd, bnt Mnsie won the eanse. The prinee, nnable to eoneeal his pain,... | |
 | John Hanbury Dwyer - 1850 - 318 páginas
...destroying. If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh, think it worth enjoying 1 Lovely Thais sits beside thee : Take the good the gods provide thee ; The many rend the skies witli loud applause ; So love was crown'd, but music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal hii... | |
 | John Dryden - 2003 - 1024 páginas
...destroying: If the world be worth thy winning. Think, O think it worth enjoying; Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause; So love was crowned, but music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gazed on the fair, no Who... | |
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War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the... 
