 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1770 - عدد الصفحات: 44
...change, Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the pad to pain. C In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has given my fliare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay me down 5... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1774 - عدد الصفحات: 70
...Remembrance wakes with all her bufy trairi^ Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to paiti. C In \ In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has given my {hare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidfl thefe humble bowers to lay me down ; To... | |
 | 1794 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and GOD has given my marc— I (lili had hopes my lateft hours to crown, • Amidfl thefe humble bowers to lay me down ;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...tangling walks, and 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...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 still had... | |
 | 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...grew : Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 1 . • ' . . •-. i I In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...tangling walks and 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...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 still had... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 114
...ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawlhorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train,...share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 264
...tangling walks and 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...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 still had... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 248
...tangling walks, and 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...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 still had... | |
 | 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...grew : Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps 1 range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance 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 has giv'n my share I still had hopes,... | |
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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 out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting... 
