 | Johann Joachim Eschenaburg - 1789 - 484 str.
...way, Along thy glades a folitary gueft, The hollow founding bittern guards its neft Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in fhapelefs ruin all And the long grafs o'ertops the mouldering wall. Near : SSefdjrei'Bcn&e ©ebidjte.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1792 - 308 str.
...folitary gueft, The hollow- founding bittern guards it's neft ; Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing ffies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in fhapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o'ertops the mould'ring wall ; And trembling, fblinking from... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1794 - 124 str.
...Along thy glades, a folitary gueft, The hollow-founding bittern guards its neft ; Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries ; Sunk are thy bowers in fliapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o'ertops the mould'ring wall ; And, trembling, flu inking from... | |
 | 1795 - 432 str.
...thy desart walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops...spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave the land. . * * * # * * The sounds of population fail, No chearful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 str.
...Along thy glades, a folitary gueft, The hollow-founding bittern guaids its neft ; " Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in (hapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o ertop* the mould'ring wall; And trembling, flirinking... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 str.
...choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring wall, And trembling, shrinking... | |
 | 1800 - 322 str.
...choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest: Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaryM cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 str.
...with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | J. T. Barber - 1803 - 436 str.
...garden, descending in terraces from the south wall, was formerly much admired, but now " Sunk are the bowers in shapeless ruin all, " And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring, wall. Although loftily situated, the castle is so si»rrounded with high groves, as only to be seen with... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 str.
...choked with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave... | |
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And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing... 
