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" Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts tho' small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame the meanness of his humble shed... "
Iceland - Page 378
by Ebenezer Henderson - 1819 - 576 pages
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Christian Biography: Lives of ... Andrew Fuller, Mrs. Harriet Newell, George ...

Christian biography - 18?? - 446 pages
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Tales from American History, Volume 3

Eliza Robbins - America - 1833 - 270 pages
...zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still e'en here content can spread a charm, Redress the clime, and all its rage disarm." In the severest climates, the poor man, not troubled with desires for what he cannot obtain, works...
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Semi-serious Observations of an Italian Exile, During His Residence in England

Giuseppe Pecchio - England - 1833 - 554 pages
...ENGLAND. tentment of their families, which compensates and corrects the rigours of the climate : — " Content can spread a charm, Redress the clime, and all its rage disarm." But the most beautiful sun of England is Liberty ; this is its cornucopia. What were Mexico or Peru...
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A visit to Iceland by way of Tronyem, in the summer of 1834

John Barrow - 1835 - 376 pages
...true, as regards Iceland, than what the poet has applied to another and very different country :— " Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all; Sees no conspicuous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed." Poor as they are, I have...
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The Monthly Review

Books - 1835 - 618 pages
...as regards Iceland, than what the poet has applied to another and very different country : — f ' Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lut the lot of all; Sees no conspicuous palace rear its hend, To shame the meanness of his humble shed.'...
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The Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1836 - 150 pages
...May ; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still, even here, content can spread a charm, Redress...disarm. Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts tho' small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life and ...

Oliver Goldsmith - 1838 - 544 pages
...zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still, e'en e inquired into the nature of my journey to Paris, and informed me of his own business thougl small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame...
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South America and the Pacific: Comprising a Journey Across the ..., Volume 2

Peter Campbell Scarlett - Panama - 1838 - 388 pages
...showed, at least, that that she did not consider her situation one of great hardship. " Yet still e'en here content can spread a charm, Redress the clime, and all its rage disarm." All comfort and happiness are comparative, and here " ignorance was bliss." In order to divide this...
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The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith - Medicine in literature - 1839 - 360 pages
...May ; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still, even here, content can spread a charm, Redress...disarm. Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts tho' small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life and ...

Oliver Goldsmith - English literature - 1839 - 550 pages
...zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still, e'en out all the mazes of melody, I sit and sigh for Lishoy...Johnny Armstrong's Last Good Night, from Peggy Go thoug] small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame...
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