...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-learned 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 ; 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...

...lay me down ; To husband out life's taper »t 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-lenrn'd skill, — Around my flie an evening group to draw. And tell of all I felt and...

...I take my t-olitiry rounds, Amidst thy tangling w&iks and rum'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 wand'rings through this world of care, In all my griefs — and...

...as I take my solitary rounds Amidst thy tangling walks and ruined 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, Amid these tangling walks and ruined 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 ! " ...

...I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruined 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...

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...as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangled walks and ruined grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn...Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my heart, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs...