 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 pagina’s
...weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us — rest, thou art weary and worn ; And fain was (heir war-broken soUUer But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice in my dreaming... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant f,elds , traversed so oft In life's morning march when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the comreapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 pagina’s
...me back. 1 flew to the pleasant fields traversed so -oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart! Stay, stay with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 404 pagina’s
...back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft • In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung, 14" Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to... | |
 | 1854 - 608 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | 1854 - 606 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 400 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft....From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art weary and worn! And fain was their war-broken soldier to stay... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my creeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine cup, and fondly I swore. From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My little ones kissed... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 508 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapera sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
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Twas autumn — and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the... 
