| Motilal M. Munshi - 1904 - 636 páginas
...stor'd, And stands in rapture o'er his hoard. Bnt now, with sudden qualms possest, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast; By conscience stung, he wildly...Gods ! what price Can recompense the pangs of vice? 0 bane of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man, weak man, thy pow'r defeat? Gold banish'd honour from the... | |
| Robert Kidd - 1911 - 524 páginas
...stored, And stands in rapture o'er his hoard. But now with sudden qualms possessed, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast; By conscience stung he wildly stares, And thus his guilty soul declares: But virtues 's soldi Good heavens! what price Can reco'mpense the pangs of vice? "O hane of good! seducing... | |
| Edmund David Jones - 1924 - 636 páginas
...stor'd ' are just made for one another) But now, with sudden qualms possess'd, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast ; By conscience stung, he wildly stares, And thus his. guilty soul declares. And so he denounces his gold, as miser never denounced it ; and sighs, because Virtue resides on earth... | |
| John Gay - 1926 - 762 páginas
...rapture o'er his hoard. But now, with sudden qualms possest, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast, 10 By conscience stung he wildly stares, And thus his...confin'd, This heart had known sweet peace of mind. But virtue 's sold. Good Gods, what 241 O bane of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man, weak man, thy power... | |
| John Gay - 1926 - 758 páginas
...rapture o'er his hoard. But now, with sudden qualms possest, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast, 10 By conscience stung he wildly stares, And thus his...confin'd, This heart had known sweet peace of mind. But virtue 's sold. Good Gods, what 241 0 bane of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man, weak man, thy power... | |
| English poetry - 1801 - 224 páginas
..., And stands in rapture o'er his hoard. But now , with sudden qualms possest, He wrings his hands, he beats his breast ; By conscience stung he wildly...of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man , weak man , thy power defeat ? Gold banish'd honour from the mind, And only left the name behind ; A Gold sow'd the... | |
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