...lay me down ; 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, And tell of all I felt, and all...

...as I take my solitary rounds, Amid 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 wand'rings 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 wand'rings 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...

...to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose: still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-lcarn'd skill, Around my 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 wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and...

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...'milk-white thorn' vgl. Ritter, p. 103, Anm. 2. — Im übrigen verweise ich auf Ritter, 115, und Anm. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all...