 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 given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble...  Oliver Goldsmith, a Biography - Stran 277avtor: Washington Irving - 1903 - 303 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1780 - 208 strani
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her buty train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my mare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | William Scott (teacher of elocution, Edinburgh.) - 1781 - 470 strani
...at the change ; Remembrance wakes, with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. IN all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my fl^are— I dill had hopes, my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay me down j My... | |
 | 1785 - 304 strani
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has giv'n my fhare— I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
 | 1791 - 980 strani
...the hawthorn grew; Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In' all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my {hare— t ftill had hopes, my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bow'rs to lay me down ; To... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 strani
...hawthorn grew ; Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my bread, and turns the paft te pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my (hare— — 1 ftill had hopes, my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thcfc humble bow'rs to lay me down... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - 206 strani
...the hawthorn grew. Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my mare—? I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, /unidft thefe humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 strani
...wakos with all her buly train, Swells at my brcaft, and turns the pad to pain. In all my wand' rings, round this world of care, In all my griefs — an,d God has giv'n my lliare — I (till had hopes, my latelt hours to crown, Amidft thei'e humble bou'rs to lay... | |
 | 1792 - 112 strani
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. IN all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and GOD has giv'n my share— I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1792 - 308 strani
...the change ; Remembrance wakes, with all her bufy train,%i. Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain *• ^ In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all niy griefs — and God has- giv'n my fhare !— • I ftill had hopes, my lateft hours to crown, Amidft... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 strani
...hawthorn grewi Remembrance wakes, with all her bufy train, Swells at my breafl, and turns the pall to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my gnefs— —and God hasgiv'n my lhare— I'flill had hopes my latefl hours to crown, Amidfl thefe humble... | |
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