...grew, Bemembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 1 still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all...

...lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose: ! U V u show my book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all...

...these sweet lines of Goldsmith — " When many a year elapsed I turn to view, Where once the collage stood, the hawthorn grew — Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my heart, and turns the post lo pain." "All things are well ordered, my children," said Lady Augusta,...

...peaceful occupation of Miss Mortimer and her mother. CHAPTER XIII. THE DESERTED COTTAGE. " Where once the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, • Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain." GOLDSMITH. MORTIMER fled a-foot from his home, scarcely able to credit...

...lay me down ; To l.usband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting, by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill. Around mv fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all...

...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...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...

...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...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...

...Poetry of Gray. To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose ; I still had hopes, — for pride attends us still, — Amidst the swains to show my book-learn'd skill ; Around my fire an evening group to draw, To tell of all I felt, of all...

...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...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...

...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...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...