 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 страници
...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 страници
...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs....and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 страници
...ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawlhorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 страници
...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 страници
...take my solitary rounds," » Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...as I take my solitary rounds. Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 страници
...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 страници
...lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting my repose: "'ondemn'd :dike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, 1'h' un show my book-learn'd skill. Around my fire, an evening group to draw, And tell if all I felt, and all... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 страници
...lay me down.; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 648 страници
...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year claps'rt, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her hmv train. To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting, by repose : I... | |
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Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes... 
