| Robert Burns - 1835 - 440 páginas
...the more unenlightened ia our own.J Yes ! let the rich deride, the poor disdain, The simple pleasures of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art GoldsmUk. I. UPON that night, when fairies light, On Cassilis Dau-nans \ dance, Or owre... | |
| Anne Marsh-Caldwell - 1836 - 298 páginas
...mirthful voice at length was still. Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain ; These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me, more dear, congenial to" my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art ; Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns her firstborn... | |
| Oliver Goldsmith - 1837 - 472 páginas
...the cup to pass it to the rest. Yes! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, . To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art: , Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their first-born... | |
| Ralph Knight - 1959 - 246 páginas
...tripping dodging perhaps sad HALLOWEEN1 Yes/ let the rich deride, the proud disdain, The simple pleasures of the lowly train: To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art. The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake... | |
| Joseph McMinn - 1992 - 388 páginas
...on the simple and natural, far from departing from the classical perspective is a reassertion of it: To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art; Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, (1. 253-5) Virgil's rural husbandmen feel... | |
| G. S. Rousseau - 1995 - 420 páginas
...introduces the following reflections: Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art ... The sentiment here is better than the expression. The Poet is probably right in his... | |
| Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 páginas
...go round; Nor the coy maid, half willing to be pressed, Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest. To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art. Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their first-born... | |
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