 Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead,...  Poetical Works - الصفحة 17بواسطة Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 72عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Harold Bloom - 1987 - عدد الصفحات: 200
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | Malcolm Andrews - 1989 - عدد الصفحات: 298
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | Marshall Brown - 1991 - عدد الصفحات: 516
...the traveler ends his description of Italy with the impoverished modern peasantry, again thinking: There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed, And, wond'ring man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile. (lines 161-64)... | |
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