 s their estate ; To smile for joy than sigh for woe, To be content than to be great. " How far less blest am I than them ! Daily to pine and waste with care, Like the poor plant, that, from its stem Divided, feels the chilling air.  Waverly Novels: Kenilworth. The pirateby Walter Scott - 1842Snippet view - About this book
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1884 - 544 pages
...they little know How far more happy's their estate; To smile for joy — than sigh for woe — To be content — than to be great. How far less blest am...cruel Earl ! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude ; " Last night, as sad I chancod to stray, The village death-bell smote my car ; They wink'd aside,... | |
 | Andrew Lang - Children's poetry - 1891 - 816 pages
...Salute me lowly as they go ; Envious they mark my silken train, Nor think a Countess can have woe. ' How far less blest am I than them ! Daily to pine...that, from its stem Divided, feels the chilling air. ' My spirits flag — my hopes decay — Still that dread death-bell smites my ear : And many a boding... | |
 | Walter Scott - Great Britain - 1898 - 936 pages
...estate ; To smile for joy— than sigh for woe— To be content— than to be great. " How far lees blest am I than them. Daily to pine and waste with care! Like the poor plant, that, from its etem Divided, feels the chilling air. " Nor, cruel earl I can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude... | |
 | Edward Arber - English poetry - 1900 - 482 pages
...estate! To smile for joy, than sigh for woe ! To be content, than to be Great! ' How far less blessed am I than them ! Daily to pine, and waste with care!...Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death bell smote my ear. They winked aside, and seemed to say, " Countess, prepare ! Thy end is near... | |
 | Edward Arber - English poetry - 1901 - 350 pages
...estate ! To smile for joy, than sigh for woe ! To be content, than to be Great! ' How far less blessed am I than them ! Daily to pine, and waste with care!...Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death bell smote my ear. They winked aside, and seemed to say, "Countess, prepare! Thy end is near!"... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - Literature - 1903 - 544 pages
...! they little know How far mon: happy is their estate ; To smile for joy, than sigh for woe ; To be content, than to be great. "How far less blest am...of solitude; Your minions proud my peace destroy, J5y sullen frowns, or pratings rude. "Last night, as sad I chanced to stray, The village death-bell... | |
 | Henry Bernard Cotterill - 1906 - 140 pages
...Salute me lowly as they go : Envious they mark my silken train, Nor think a Countess can have woe. ' How far less blest am I than them ! Daily to pine...that, from its stem Divided, feels the chilling air. ' My spirits flag ; my hopes decay ; Still that dread death-bell smites my ear : 50 And many a boding... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - English poetry - 1908 - 398 pages
...happy 's their estate ; To smile for joy than sigh for woe — To be content — than to be greal. " How far less blest am I than them ? Daily to pine...cruel Earl ! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude ; Four minions proud my peace destroy, By sullen frowns or pratiugs rude. " Last night, as sad I chanced... | |
 | Recitations - 1909 - 636 pages
...they little know How far more happy 's their estate ; To smile for joy — than sigh for woe ; To be content — than to be great. " How far less blest...that from its stem Divided feels the chilling air I " Nor, cruel Earl, can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude; Your minions proud my peace destroy... | |
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