 | Oliver Goldsmith (the Poet.) - 1839 - 358 страници
...grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn gre w, 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 — 4 * Calm desires]... | |
 | 1840 - 378 страници
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells...share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amid these humble bow'rs to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1840 - 504 страници
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train. Swells...this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 292 страници
...with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings through this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has...hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 398 страници
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1841 - 548 страници
...And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, îemembrance 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, n all my griefs — and GOD has given my share — still had hopes,... | |
 | Marjorie Rowling - 1973 - 228 страници
...Continental abbey, longing for the grey skies and green fields of his homeland: In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — / still had hopes my latest hour to crown, Among those humble bowers to lay me down;... | |
 | 1885 - 1098 страници
...The verses took firm hold, have withstood "the whips and scorns of time," — " In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share," — have presented themselves, and still do present themselves, though I have been... | |
 | Susan J. Rosowski - 2001 - 308 страници
...reads as follows: In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by... | |
 | G. S. Rousseau - 1995 - 420 страници
...fines, Pauperis et tuguri congestum cespite culmen. Post aliquot mca regna vi hens mirabor aristas ? Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. The adjective 'sweet,' is frequently, and very properly, in use as a substitute for agreeable or pleasant,... | |
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Remembrance 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 God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble... 
