 | Metrical epitaphs - 1868 - 266 страници
...I languished in a foreign clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for...; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked, an early grave. Oh thou, whom chance leads to this nameless stone, From that... | |
 | Margaret Maria Gordon - 1870 - 502 страници
...clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard in Laverno, Scargill's whispering breeze, And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees, Beheld each night my home in fever'd sleep, Each morning started from the dream to weep ; Till God, who sore me tried — too sorely... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1877 - 498 страници
...him I languished in a foreign clime, Gray-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees,(') And pined by Arno...weep; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked, an early grave. (') St. Genevieve was the patron of the intensely Catholic city... | |
 | Francis Jacox - 1877 - 400 страници
...Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for his lovelier Tees ; Beheld each night his home in fevered sleep, Each morning started from the dream to weep," till his last sleep overtook him, and his last thoughts were still Camillo, after fifteen years' absence,... | |
 | 1878 - 860 страници
...clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard in Laverno Scargill's whispering breeze, And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees ; Beheld each...morning started from the dream to weep ; Till God, who tried me sore — too sorely — gave The resting-place I craved, an early grave. Oh thou whom chance... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 страници
...I languished in a foreign clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for...; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked, an early grave. Oh thou, whom chance leads to this nameless stone, From that... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 страници
...I languished in a foreign clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for...; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked, an early grave. Oh thou, whom chance leads to this nameless stone, From that... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1880 - 684 страници
...I languished in a foreign clime, Gray -haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for...; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked — an early grave. O thou whom chance leads to this nameless stone From that... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1880 - 452 страници
...languished in a foreign clime, Grey-haired with sorrow in my manhood's prime ; Heard on Lavernia ScargilPs whispering trees, And pined by Arno for my lovelier...Each morning started from the dream to weep ; Till Grod, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting place I asked, an early grave. Oh thou, whom chance... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 страници
...him I languished in a foreign clime, Greyhaired with sorrows in my manhood's prime; Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees ; Beheld each night - home in fevered sleep, Each morning started from the dream to weep, Till God who saw me tried too... | |
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Scargill's whispering trees, And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees; Beheld each night my home in fevered sleep, Each morning started from the dream to weep; Till God, who saw me tried too sorely, gave The resting-place I asked, an early grave. 
