 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 had hopes my latest hours to crown...  The Goldsmith Anthology, 1745-1774 - 13 ページ 編集 - 1901 - 312 ページ全文表示 - この書籍について
 | 1785 - 304 ページ
...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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 ページ
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakos with all her bufy train, Swells at my brcaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wand'rings, round this world of care, In all my griefs— an,d God has giv'nmy (hare — I ftill had hopes, my latelt hours to crown, Anudft thefe humble bow 'rs to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - 206 ページ
...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 fliare— ? I ilill had hopes my late'.l hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay... | |
 | 1792 - 112 ページ
...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 ページ
...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 ページ
...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1794 - 124 ページ
...the hawthorn grew, 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 griefs — and God has giv'n my fhare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | James Lackington - 1795 - 562 ページ
...fhall life all your intereft to get me made an Alderman," Which I engaged not to. forget to perform. " In all my wand'rings round this world of care, " In all my griefs, and God has giv'n my (hare ; " I ftillhad hopes to fee fome better days." My private library at this time confifted... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 ページ
...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...this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
 | 1800 - 322 ページ
...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... | |
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