 | Asa Humphrey - 1847 - 238 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 str.
...Impatient flouncm'r through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks the soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror, fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot which fancy... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 str.
...flouncing through the drifted heaps, 285 Stung with the thoughts of home : the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot which fancy... | |
 | James Thomson, George Gilfillan - 1853 - 408 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home : the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart, 289 When, for the dusky spot which... | |
 | James Kendall - 1853 - 202 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Hush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror, fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which... | |
 | James Thomson - 1854 - 312 str.
...flouncing through the drifted heaps, ass Stung with the thoughts of Home ; the thoughts of Home Hush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror tills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1857 - 394 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts a home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul! What black despair, what horror, fills his heart! When for the dusky spot which fancy... | |
 | 1857 - 640 str.
...Impatient — through the drifted heaps Stung with the thoughts of home, the thoughts of home Burst on his nerves and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt — till down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless waste, Thinking o'er all the bitterness... | |
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Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain: Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home;... 
