 grounds; And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew ; Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace every scene and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast,...  The Northern star, or, Yorkshire magazine - الصفحة 197المحررون: - 1818عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 274
...grounds— And, many a year elapsed, return to view AVhere 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 294
...walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, and hawthorn grew. Here, as with doubtful pensive steps I range, Trace every scene, and wonder aj. the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 498
...grounds, And, many a year- elaps'd, return to view Where once- the.cottage stQod, the hawthorn greis, 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 ray share-.-'.... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...confess the tyrant's power. Here, as 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 grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. I still... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 120
...year elaps'd return to view ere once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew 1ft THE DESERTED TILLAGE. Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns ihe past to pain. ID all my wand'rin^s through this world of care, In all my griefs—and God has giv'n... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 238
...confess the tyrant's pow'r. Here, as 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 grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, ai Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...confess the tyrant's power. Here, as 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 grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 296
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view 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... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 290
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view 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... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...confess the tyrant's pow'r. Here, as 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 grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
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