 | John Dryden - 1702 - 362 σελίδες
...the cloudy foreheads of the Great. VIII Happy the Man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to day his own : He, who, fecure within, can fay, To morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd to day. Be fair, or foul, or rain, or fliine, The joys I have pofleft, in fpight of fate... | |
 | Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 σελίδες
...Let us ufe all ; for if we lofe one Day, The white one in the Crowd may flip away. Dryd. Tjr. Love. Happy the Man, and happy he alone, He who can call To-Day his own! He, who ie'cure within, can fay, To-Mprrow do thy worft, for I have liy'd To-Day; Be fair, or foul, or rain,... | |
 | Charles Gildon - 1718 - 490 σελίδες
...:J Let us ufe all ; for if we loft one Day, The white-one in the Crowd may flip away. (Dry<t. Tyr. Happy the Man, and happy he alone, He who can call To-Day his own ! He, who ftcure within can fay, To-Morrow do thy worft ; for I have liv'd To- Day. Be fair, or foul, or rain,... | |
 | John Dryden - 1760 - 488 σελίδες
...from their old foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their fcatter'd VIII. [honors mourn. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, fecure within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd toBe fair, or foul, or rain, or mine, [day Thejoysl have pofTefs'd,in... | |
 | John Dryden - 1760 - 528 σελίδες
...from their old foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their fcatter'd VIII. [honors mourn. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, fecure within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd toBe fair, or foul, or rain, or fhine, [day Thejoys I have... | |
 | John Dryden - 1767 - 388 σελίδες
...foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their fcatter'd honours monrn. VIII. Happy th« man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, fccnre within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have Hv'd to-day Be fair, or foul, or rain, or... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 376 σελίδες
...from their old foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their fcatter'd honours mourn. VIII. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, fecure within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I haveliv'tl to-day; Be fair, or foul, or rain, or fhine, The joys I have... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 366 σελίδες
...their old foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their tcattec'd ho* nours mourn. VIII. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : lie who, fecure within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd to-day ; Be fair, cr foul,... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 362 σελίδες
...their old foundations torn, And woods, made thin with winds, their fcatter'd ho. nours mourn. VIII. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, fecure within, can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd to-day j Be fair, or foul, or rain, or fhine, The joys I have... | |
 | John Williams - 1793 - 128 σελίδες
...more folicitous about living merrily, than living long : — he exclaimed with the Lyrift, ' Happy's the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own: He who fecure within himfelf can fay, To-morrow do thy worft, for I have liv'd to-day : Be fair or foul, or rain or ftine.... | |
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Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. 
