 Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain...  The Yale Literary Magazine - Stran 3101850Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | John Bell - 1789 - 202 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee : Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | 1791 - 302 strani
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the ikies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravel'd fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns with ceafelefs pain, And drags at each remove a length'ning chain. Eternal bit'ffings crown my earlieft... | |
 | 1793 - 204 strani
...expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelPd fondly ttwns to thee : Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round hie dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a length'ning chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Natham Drake - 1800 - 510 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee, Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a length'ning chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 strani
...skies ; Where-e'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to tbee : B Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a length'ning chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at- each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest Mend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 strani
...weary waste expanding to the skies; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain, Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
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