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" Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy with still Silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. "
Miscellaneous Selections and Original Pieces: In Prose and Verse ... - Страница 203
по Elizabeth Chase - 1821 - 228 страници
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The Mirror: no. 1-36, Jan. 23, 1779-May 19, 1779

1781 - 316 страници
...ftreams that flowly creep below, Which mortals vifit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy with ftill filence reigns, And the rank grafs waves o'er the cheerlefs ground. There let me wander at the...

A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Wilkie. Dodsley. Shaw ...

1795 - 1334 страници
...flrcanuth.it fiovily creep below, Whieh mortal* Tifit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fieWs ! ye cheerful plains ' Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with Ihll nlcnce reigns, And the rank grais wave» o'er lue chceikfl ground. tut. • THE WORKS OF BRUCE....

The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Том 35

British essayists - 1802 - 216 страници
...Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields! ye cheerful plains! Enough lor me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy...cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, Whin sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with...

The chaplet, poems, partly original and partly selected

Chaplet - 1805 - 238 страници
...creep helow, Where mortals visit and return no more. Farewell, ye hlooming fields, ye cheerful plain* ! Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where...melancholy with still silence reigns. And the rank grass wares o'er the cheeriest' ground. There let' me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on...

The British Essayists, Том 34

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 354 страници
...that slowly creep helow, . Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's...The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk withwisdo'm where my DAPIINIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay, When death shall shut...

Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 2

Robert Southey - 1807 - 472 страници
...streams that slowly creep below, Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's...close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eye The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphnis lies. There let...

The British Essayists;: Mirror

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 336 страници
...streams that slowly creep below., Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless crounA There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world...

The British Essayists;: Mirror

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 338 страници
...streams that slowly creep below, Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's...with still Silence reigns, And the rank grass waves e'er the cheerless ground There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...streams that slowly creep below, Which mortals visit, and return no more. Farewell, ye blooming fields! ye cheerful plains! Enough for me the church-yard's...o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes ; The world and all its busy follies leave,...

Glenochel, a descriptive poem, Том 1

James Kennedy (of Glasgow.) - 1810 - 450 страници
...streams that slowly creep below, Which mortals visit and return no more. " FAREWELL, ye blooming fields'! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where melancholy w:th still silence Teigns, And the dank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. " THERE let me wander...




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