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" 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 our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting... "
Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell - Страница 26
по Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 68 страници
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Sequel to the English Reader: Or, Elegant Selections in Prose and Poetry ...

Lindley Murray - 1825 - 299 страници
...ruin'd grounds ; And many a year elaps'd, returrtw Tfew Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew ; Rememb'rance wakes with all her busy train,...at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wartd'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— I still had...

Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of ...

William Hazlitt - 1825 - 562 страници
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where onee the eottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembranee deformity, are wont to dwell ; Or whether these with violation loath'd, Invade resplenden wand'rings round this world of eare, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— ¡ still had...

Forty years in the world; or, Sketches and tales of a soldier's life ..., Том 1

Robert Grenville Wallace - 1825
.................................. 2!)o FORTY YEARS IN THE WORLD; anii N". I. EARLY RECOLLECTIONS. Kemembrance wakes witli all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. GOLDSMITH. WHEN I was about five years old, I lost my mother. She was the only child of Captain Whitehead,...

The Traveller, The Deserted Village, and Other Poems

Oliver Goldsmith - 1825 - 154 страници
...to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew. Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, 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 giv'n my share — I ctill had...

Elements of Moral Philosophy, Том 2

Daniel Dewar - 1826
...been called away to other climes, feel sometime to revisit their native land. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and...to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; — And as a hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew,...

Elements of Moral Philosophy and of Christian Ethics, Том 2

Daniel Dewar - 1826
...been called away to other climes, feel sometime to revisit their native land. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and...to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; — And as a hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew,...

The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1826
...reconciled ; Anna left — she left behind her One — one dear — one only child." MONTGOMERY. " In all my wanderings round this world of care, in...griefs, — and GOD has given my share — I still hadhopes my latesthours to crown ; Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; I still had hopes, —...

Autobiographies: A Collection of the Most Instructive and Amusing ..., Том 18

1830
...resolved to visit it. " And many a year elups'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast • I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to shew my book-learn'd skill....

Elegant Extracts: A Copious Selection of Instructive, Moral, and ..., Том 6

1826
...ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, aud turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and...

Memoirs of the forty-five first years of the life of James Lackington ...

James Lackington - 1827
...resolved to visit it. " And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, ' Amidst the swains to shew my book-learn'd skill. Yes,...




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