 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, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting...  the english anthology - Strana 164autor/autoři: T AGERTON - 1794Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Sherwood - 1856 - 466 str.
...hawthorn grew, Eernembrance 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 lias given my share, — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amid these humble... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1857 - 304 str.
...hawthorn grew — 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, Amidst these... | |
 | 1856 - 514 str.
...There is generally a yearning to die there. Goldsmith felt, and uttered the sentiment beautifully. " 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, Amidst these... | |
 | Salem Town - 1857 - 524 str.
...grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 6. 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, Amid these... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1858 - 114 str.
...hawthorn grew, so 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, 85 Amidst these humble bowers to lay... | |
 | Charles Peter Mason - 1858 - 216 str.
...They expected either to drive the enemy out of the country, or to compel them to lay down their arms. 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, Amidst these humble... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1859 - 200 str.
...the hawthorn grewRemelnbranco 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, Amidst these... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1859 - 618 str.
...hawthorn grew, 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, Amidst these... | |
 | Charles Richson - 1860 - 216 str.
...hawthorn grew — Eemembrance 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, Amidst these... | |
 | George Warner Nichols - 1860 - 276 str.
...once loved so well ! How much truth and force is there in the following lines of sweet Cowper : — " 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, Amidst these... | |
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