 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1820 - 488 páginas
...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 wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 314 páginas
...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 wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs—and God... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1821 - 236 páginas
...my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks and ruined grounds, And, many a year elapsed, returned 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 through this world of care, In all my griefs— and... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 296 páginas
...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... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 428 páginas
...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... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 290 páginas
...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 páginas
...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 wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 páginas
...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 ¡¡>Ш ; Around my fire an evening group to draw. And tell of all I felt, and... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1825 - 476 páginas
...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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 310 páginas
...solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds ; And many a year elaps'd, returrtw Tfew Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew ;...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wartd'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and... | |
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Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance 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 has given my share I still had hopes... 
