 | David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 páginas
...soft-breathing in the Wind. The Castle of Indolence, i, 1748 JAMES THOMSON 176 Indifference to Fortune I CARE not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot...shut the Windows of the Sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening Face ; You cannot bar my constant Feet to trace The Woods and Lawns, by living... | |
 | Fred Lewis Pattee - 1926 - 1160 páginas
...wife only 35 .j care ^ ^^ ^ you me deny pu e ^ovec You cannot rob me of free nature's grace, • • i You cannot shut the windows of the sky, " """"^ Through which Aurora shows her brighten,' ,nSeS;frS40 Y» SaTBr.y constant feet to trace ness? if it be possible, the value of that... | |
 | C. E. de Haas - 1928 - 334 páginas
...in the town. Then they are prepared for solitude. Dryden, Prose Works, ed. Malone. Vol. III, p. 420. I care not, Fortune, what you me deny: You cannot...shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living... | |
 | C. E. de Haas - 1928 - 322 páginas
...in the town. Then they are prepared for solitude. Dryden, Prose Works, ed. Malone. Vol. Ill, p. 420. I care not, Fortune, what you me deny: You cannot...shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living... | |
 | 1864 - 804 páginas
...brimming over with the poet's passion for the country : it is from " The Castle of Indolence " : — " I care not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot...constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve: * Lettre XI. Liv. IV. NouteUt Ucluitt. Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,... | |
 | 1864 - 804 páginas
...passion for the country : it is from " The Castle of Indolence " : — " I care not, Fortune, what yon me deny : You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace;...constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve: • Lettre XL Liv. IV. Nouvelli Uelout. 1864.] Wet -Weather Work. [May, Let health my... | |
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I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream,... 
