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" Deprived of every joy I valued most, My friend torn from me, and my mistress lost ; Call not this gloom I wear, this anxious mien, The dull effect of humour, or of spleen ! Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him snatch'd by fate, in early... "
The Balance, and Columbian Repository - الصفحة 172
1804
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The Nic-Nac; or, oracle of knowledge, المجلد 1

1822
...; IJepriv'd of ev'ry joy I valued most, My friend torn from me, and n*y mistress lost Call not thii gloom I wear, this anxious mien, . ' The dull effect of humour or of spleen ! Still, still 1 mourn, with each returning day, Him snatch 'd by fato.in early youth away; And her, thro' tedious...

The Works of the Rev. J. Newton ...: With the Memoirs of the ..., المجلد 1

John Newton, Richard Cecil - 1824
...indebted to Mr. Hailey. " Doom'd us I am in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past ; Depriv'd of every joy I valued most, My friend torn...Still, still I mourn with each returning day, Him — snatch'd by fate, in early youth away ; And her, through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fix'd...

Memoirs of the Rev. John Newton ...: With General Remarks on His Life ...

Richard Cecil - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 127
...Mr. Hayley : — " Doom'd, as I am, in solitude to waste, The present moments, and regret the past; Depriv'd of every joy I valued most, My friend torn...Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him — snatch'd by fete, in early youth, away; And her, through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fii'd...

The Oxford Entertaining Miscellany, Or, Weekly Magazine ..., المجلد 1

1824
...present moments, and regret the past ; , Bepriv'd of every joy I valued most, My friend toru from, and my mistress lost; Call not this gloom I wear,...Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him snatch'd by fate, in early youth away; And her thro' tedious years of doubt and pain fix'd in her choice...

The Works of the Rev. Richard Cecil: With a Memoir of His Life, المجلد 1

Richard Cecil - 1825
...indebted to Mr. Hayley : " Doom'd as I am, in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past ; Depriv'd of every joy I valued most, My friend torn...Still, still I mourn with each returning day, Him — snatch'd by fate, in early youth, away ; And her, through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fix'd...

The Christian Library: The life of the Rev. John Wesley

1826
...beauty : — " Doomed as I am in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past ; Deprived of every joy I valued most, My friend torn from me,...gloom I wear, this anxious mien, The dull effect of humor or of spleen. Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him* snatched by fate in early youth...

Memoirs of ... John Newton

Richard Cecil - 1827
...Depriv'd of every joy I valued most, Bfy friend torn from me, and my mistress tost: Call not this gloora | wear, this anxious mien, The dull effect of humour or of spleen ; Still, still I mourn, with each reluming day, Him— snatch'd by fate, In early youth, awayj And her, through tedlous years of doubt...

The Poetical Works of William Cowper, المجلد 1

William Cowper - 1830
...situation : " Doom'd, as I am, in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past ; Deprived of every joy I valued most, My friend torn from me,...Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him snatch'd by fate, in early youth away. And her, through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fix'd in her...

The Life of William Cowper, Esq: Compiled from His Correspondence and Other ...

Thomas Taylor - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 487
...beauty. • Doomed as I am in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past ; Deprived of every joy I valued most, My friend torn from me,...Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him I snatched by fate in early youth away ; And her through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fix'd in...

The life of William Cowper

Thomas Taylor (biographer.) - 1833
...beauty: — " Doomed as I am in solitude to waste The present moments, and regret the past; Deprived of every joy I valued most, My friend torn from me,...Still, still I mourn, with each returning day, Him* snatched by fate in early youth away; And her through tedious years of doubt and pain, Fix'd in her...




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