 Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest, Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed In...  The Liberty Minstrel - Страница 1511845 - 184 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1827 - 916 страници
...drank, and never thirsted more. 'Twas night, the floods were out, it blent A winter hurricane aloof; j heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof: I warm'd, I cloth'd, I cheer'd my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest, Then made the earth my bed,... | |
 | 1827 - 590 страници
...the stream he drain'd my cup, Dipt, and return d it running o er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter...abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warm'd, I clothed, I cheer'd my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest ; Then made the hearth my bed,... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1827 - 198 страници
...stream he drain'd my cup, Dipt, and return'd it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'T was night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter hurricane...abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warm'd, I clothed, I cheer'd my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest; Then made the hearth my bed,... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1827 - 296 страници
...stream he drain'd my cup, Dipt, and return'd it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'T was night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter hurricane...voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; 204 I warm'd, I clothed, I cheer'd my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest; Then made the hearth... | |
 | 1828 - 318 страници
...stream he drained my cup, Dipt, and returned it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. T was night. The floods were out, it blew A winter hurricane...bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed. Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side ; I roused his pulse, brought... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 286 страници
...stream he drained my cup, Dipt, and returned it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'T was night. The floods were out, it blew A winter hurricane...bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed. Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side ; 1 roused his pulse, brought... | |
 | 1828 - 814 страници
...the stream be drained my cup, Dipt, and returned it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter...my roof ; I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest ; Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 292 страници
...stream he drained .my cup, Dipt, and returned it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirste d more. T was night. The floods were out, it blew A winter hurricane...abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I wanned, I clothed, I cheered my guest, I laid him on my couch to rest ; Then made the ground my bed,... | |
 | George Merriam - 1828 - 282 страници
...stream he drained my cup, Dipt, and returned it running o'er j I drank, and never thirste d more. 'T was night. The floods were out, it blew A winter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To !)id him welcome to my roof; I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, I laid him on my couch to rest... | |
 | Jabez Burns - 1829 - 378 страници
...running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 'Twas night, the floods were out, it blew A whiter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warm'd, I cloth'd, I cheer'd my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest, Then made the earth my bed,... | |
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