 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1908 - 437 pages
...current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim 30 Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly Shall end where they began. 35 Alike the Busy and the Gay But flutter thro' life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest:... | |
 | Robert Maynard Leonard - English poetry - 1909 - 606 pages
...noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of man : And they that creep,...they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the busy and the gay But flutter through life's little day, In fortune's varying colours dressed : Brushed... | |
 | William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1909 - 1313 pages
...current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man : And they that creep,...they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the Busy and the Gay But flutter thro' life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest: Brush'd by... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1909 - 119 pages
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 | English poetry - 1910
...current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man : And they that creep,...they that fly Shall end where they began. Alike the busy and the gay But flutter thro' life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest: Brush'd by... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - Quotations, English - 1911 - 761 pages
...alone is bless'd, who ne'er was born. 8358 Prior: Solomon. Bk. iii. Line 240. To contemplation's sober eye, Such is the race of man ; And they that creep,...they that fly, Shall end where they began, Alike the busy and the gay, But flutter through life's little day. 3359 Gray : Ode. On the 8pring. St. 4. Like... | |
 | English poetry - 1912 - 537 pages
...current skim, Some shew then- gaily-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the sun. To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep,...they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the Busy and the Gay But flutter thro' life's little day, In fortune's varying colours drest: Brush'd by... | |
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To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began. 
