 I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart Still travels on its way; And channels deeper, as it rins, The luve o' life's young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we...  Poems, Narrative and Lyrical - Pagina 40door William Motherwell - 1832 - 232 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1877 - 484 pagina’s
...had ever loved, and whom he had not seen for ten years. CHAPTER II. " The fount that first brake from this heart, Still travels on its way, And channels deeper as it runs, The IOvO of life's young day." — Motherwell. The room in which Robert Conway met his childish... | |
 | 1833 - 756 pagina’s
...weary lot ; But in my wand' rings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first bunt free this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels...deeper as it rins, The luve o' life's young day. O deer, dear Jeannie Morrison, Since we were cindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The... | |
 | 1833 - 666 pagina’s
...borne a weary lot; But in my wand'rings, far or near. Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way; And channels deeper as it ring, The luve o* life s young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered yaung, I've... | |
 | 1846 - 784 pagina’s
...Ye never were forgot. 1846.] [MARCH, The fount that first burst frae the heart, Still tiavels on ita way, And channels deeper as it rins, The luve o' life's young day." But the sweetest and most touching of his poems is the following. Often as such a subject has been... | |
 | 1837 - 1322 pagina’s
...borne a weary lot; Bat in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way; And channels...young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o1 your tongue , But I could hug all wretchedness, And happy could I die, Did I but ken your heart... | |
 | William Fullerton Cumming - 1839 - 838 pagina’s
...borne a weary lot ; Bat in my wanderings far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way, And channels deeper as it rins, The luve of life's young day." Scotland, I have seen loftier hills, and wider valleys, and mightier rivers,... | |
 | Jane Thomas (née Pinhorn) - 1877 - 456 pagina’s
...had ever loved, and whom he had not seen for ten years. CHAPTER II. " The fount that first brake from this heart, Still travels on its way, And channels deeper as it runs, The love of life's young day." — Motherwell. The room in which Robert Conway met his childish... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...weary lot ; But in my wand'rings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frac this heart Still travels on its way ; And channels...young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sinder'd young, I've never seen your face nor beard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all... | |
 | Joseph Middleton (barrister.) - 1845 - 276 pagina’s
...in short, " my very life of life ! " And oh, how deeply do I feel — " The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels deeper as it rins, The love o' life's young day." CHAPTER XXII. ON arriving at the chateau of Monsieur Vernet, we found Napoleon... | |
 | Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 pagina’s
...born a weary lot ; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels...young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were siudered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o' your tongue ; But I could hug all... | |
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