 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 страници
...were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother! when I learn'd that th'ou wast dead, •Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 страници
...the receipt of his mother's picture : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast de'ad. Say, wast thon conscious of the tears I she'd ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even th6n, life's journey just begun ? . I hear'd the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse, that... | |
 | 1828 - 814 страници
...were her own r And, while that face renews my filial grief^ Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief; Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.. My mother I when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit... | |
 | Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 828 страници
...oft Her tale of guilt renews : Her voice is terrible though soft, And dread of death ensues. Cowper. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed t Id. Throned in the vaulted heart his dread resort, Inexorable Comcience holde his court, With still... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 426 страници
...oft Her tale of guilt renews : Her voice is terrible though soft. And dread of death ensues. Coarper. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead. Say, wast thou contcimu of the tears I shed 7 Id, Throned in the vaulted heart his dread resort, Inexorable Conscience... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1830 - 360 страници
...distinctly marked. Let the following sentences then be read with a conspicuously plaintive expression. My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son ? Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun. Perhaps... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 страници
...were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed T Hover*d thy spirit o'er... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 страници
...were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 страници
...were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd thy spirit o'er... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 страници
...were her own; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream,...thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears 1 shed ! Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretched e'en then, life's journey just begun 1... | |
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But gladly, as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say,... 
