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 our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting... Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell - Pagina 26door Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 68 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| G. S. Rousseau - 1995 - 420 pagina’s
...fines, Pauperis et tuguri congestum cespite culmen. Post aliquot mca regna vi hens mirabor aristas ? Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. The adjective 'sweet,' is frequently, and very properly, in use as a substitute for agreeable or pleasant,... | |
| Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pagina’s
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, retum to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthom grew, Sij Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast and tums the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1996 - 228 pagina’s
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| Nettie P. Fox - 1996 - 180 pagina’s
...things, and all men are his scholars ; Yet is he a strange tutor, unteaching that which he has taught." " Remembrance wakes with all her busy train Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain." tJ^li WAS ashamed and humilated by the earnest words of Thalia, and felt that she expressed the truth... | |
| 1997 - 272 pagina’s
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| Syndy M. Conger - 1998 - 358 pagina’s
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| Syndy M. Conger - 1998 - 352 pagina’s
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| Thomas Gray - 2000 - 196 pagina’s
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| William Butler Yeats - 2000 - 324 pagina’s
...Songs of Wicklow,' when interesting, are too long for this book. OLD AGE From tI,e ' Deserted, Village' IN all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs—and God has given my share— I still had hopes my later hours to crown, Amidst these humble... | |
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