 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 str.
...the way To the house of my fathers that welcom'd me back.— I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 str.
...sweet way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And well knew the,strait^tUat the corn reapers sang. Then pledg'd we... | |
 | 1805 - 590 str.
...flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young j " heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. ,(3CMU IkilGV Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore From my home and... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 str.
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 str.
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 str.
...array, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 str.
...: 'Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 str.
...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 str.
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travcrs'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | 1821 - 270 str.
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
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I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. 
