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" Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods... "
The Rover - Страница 389
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Sabrinae corolla in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contextuerunt tres ...

Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 страници
...image at our last embrace — Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods thick'ning green ;...every spray ; Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with...

The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ...

1801 - 860 страници
...at our laft embrace; 'Ah! little thought we 'twas our laft ! Ayr gurgling Rifled his pebbled П ore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd fcene. The flowers fprang wanton to be preft, The bi ds fang love...

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Том 13

1809 - 530 страници
...thickening, green j The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured s/^ne. ' The flowers sp'rang wanton to be prest, The birds...every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim' d the speed of winged day. * Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with...

The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806 - 204 страници
...The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raplur'd scene ; The flowers sprung wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon the glowing West Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with...

The works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a ..., Том 1

Robert Burns - 1806 - 422 страници
...Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love...

The Works of Robert Burns: Life of Robert Burns, criticism on his writings ...

Robert Burns - 1806 - 422 страници
...image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love...

The Monthly Register, Magazine, and Review, of the ..., Том 2, Броеве 1–6

1807 - 442 страници
...thickening green ; The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd scene. 6 " The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang...every spray ; 'Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. 7 " Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods...

The Poetical Works of Robert Burns: Collated with the Best Editions, Томове 1–2

Robert Burns, Thomas Park - 1808 - 330 страници
...woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd scene. The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The...every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd scene. The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The...every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with...

The Edinburgh Review, Том 13

1809 - 530 страници
...green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. ' The fle'wers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. * Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with...




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