 | Isaac Watts - 1753 - 360 sider
...know thy better Thoughts, I know Thy Reafon can't defcend fo low. Let a broad Stream with golden Sand* Thro' all his Meadows roll, He's but a Wretch, with all his Landt, That wears a narrow Soul. II. He fwells amidft his wealthy Store, And proudly poizing what he... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785 - 156 sider
...confpire to make him great, Iknow thy better Thoughts, I know Thy Reafon can't defcend fo low. Let abroad Stream with golden Sands Thro' all his Meadows roll,...Wretch, with all his Lands, That wears a narrow Soul. ,] 58 ] ' H. He fwells amidft his wealthy Store, And proudly poizing what he weighs, In his own Scale... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 264 sider
...better thoughts, I know Thy reafon can't defcend fo low. Let a broad ftream with golden fands Through all his meadows roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow foul. He fwells amidft his wealthy ftore, And proudly poizing what he weighs, In his own fcale he fondly... | |
 | W. M. - 1801 - 356 sider
...know thy better thoughts, I know Thy reafon can't defcend fo low. Let a broad ftreanvwith golden fands Thro* all his meadows roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow foul. He fwells amidft his wealthy ftore, And proudly poifing what he weighs, In his own fcale he fondly... | |
 | Chaplet - 1805 - 238 sider
...west Meet and conspire to make him greatI know thy better thoughts, I know Thy reason cau't descend so low. Let a broad stream with golden sands Thro' all...wretch with all his lands, That wears a narrow soul. r He swells amidst his wealthy store, And proudly poising what he weighs In his own scale he fondly... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 sider
...conspire to make him great ! Let a broad stream with golden sands Through all his meadows roll, He 's but a wretch with all his lands That wears a narrow soul. . „ " ' 'i Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1807 - 410 sider
...better thoughts, I know Thy reason can't descend so low Let a broad stream, with golden sands, Through all his meadows, roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow soul. He swells amidst his wealthy store, And proudly poising what he weighs, In his own scale he fondly... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 472 sider
...better thoughts, I know Why reason can't descend so low. Let a broad stream with golden sands Through all his meadows roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow soul. He swells amidst his wealthy store, And proudly poising what he weighs. In his own scale he fondly... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 554 sider
...better thoughts, 1 know Thy reason can't descend so low. Let a broad stream with golden sands Through all his meadows roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow soul. He swells amidst his wealthy store, And proudly poizing what he weighs, In his own scale he fondly... | |
 | John Sabine - 1810 - 308 sider
...conspire to make him great* Let a broad stream with golden sands Through.all his meadows roll, He'* but a wretch with all his lands That wears a narrow soul. Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul :... | |
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Through all his meadows roll, He's but a wretch, with all his lands, That wears a narrow soul. 
