 | Rossiter Johnson - 1877 - 308 страници
...And tears of pity could not be repressed. Heaven sends misfortunes — why should we repine ? 'T is heaven has brought me to the state you see : And your...was my paternal lot, Then like the lark I sprightly hailed the morn ; Bat ah ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted was my corn.... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 страници
...And tears of pity could not be repressed. Heaven sends misfortunes, — why should we repine ? 'T is returns Day, or the sweet approach of even hailed the morn ; But ah ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted was iny... | |
 | Passages, John Allen Giles - 1881 - 744 страници
...kind relief, And tears in pity could not be represt. Heaven sends misfortunes : why should we repine ? 'Tis Heaven has brought me to the state you see, And...my paternal lot ; Then like the lark, I sprightly hailed the morn : But ah ! Oppression forced me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted was my corn.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1881 - 842 страници
...shook! we repine? *TlB Heaven has* brought me to the state you see i And your condition may be Boon like mine, The child of sorrow, and of misery. A little farm was my paternal lot, TlK-ii, likr the lurk, I sprightly hailed the mom; But uh ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle... | |
 | Eye, J. S. S. Rothwell - 1882 - 48 страници
...your breast, Your hands would not withhold the kind relief, And tears of pity would not be repress'd. A little farm was my paternal lot; Then, like the lark, I sprigthly hailed the morn ; But, ah! oppression forced me from my cot; My cattle died, and blighted... | |
 | English poetry - 1883 - 338 страници
...Heaven sends misfortunes: why should we repine ? 25 'T is Heaven has brought me to the state you seo: And your condition may be soon like mine, The child...lot; Then like the lark I sprightly hail'd the morn; 30 But, ah ! oppression forced me from my cot j My cattle died, and blighted was my corn. My daughter,... | |
 | John Hardy Raven - 1885 - 116 страници
...lengthened years : And many a furrow on my grief-worn cheek Has been the channel to a flood of tears. A little farm was my paternal lot; Then like the lark I sprightly hailed the morn: But ah ! oppression forced me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted was my corn.... | |
 | 1886 - 552 страници
...relief, And teare of pity could not be repressed. Heaven sends misfortunes — why should we repiiie? 'Tis Heaven has brought me to the state you see :...condition may be soon like mine. The child of sorrow aiid of misery. A little farm was my paternal lot, Then, like the lark, I sprightly hailed the morn... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1890 - 394 страници
...And tears of pity could not be repressed. Heaven sends misfortunes — why should we repine ? 'T is heaven has brought me to the state you see : And your...was my paternal lot, Then like the lark I sprightly hailed the morn; But ah ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted was my corn.... | |
 | Charles F. Beezley - 1891 - 436 страници
...repine? 'Tis Heaven has brought me to the state vou seet And your condition may be soon like mine, A little farm was my paternal lot, Then, like the lark, I spricht! v hailed the morr. ; But ah! oppression forced me from mv cot; My cattle died, and blighted... | |
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Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery. 
