 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 396 pagina’s
...oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping Mends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 278 pagina’s
...back.— I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd BO oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. young, ard i Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 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 kiss'd... | |
 | Society for promoting Christian knowledge - 1855 - 592 pagina’s
...me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends never to part : My... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 612 pagina’s
...Bernard BarUm. 1 flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning mareh, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the eorn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-eup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 pagina’s
...sIon, And knew the sweet strain that the eom-reapm sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-eup, and fondlyl sma, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My little one kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heut Leans o'er its... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1856 - 466 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,...stay with us ! — rest ! thou art weary and worn I" And fain was their war-broken soldier to stay — But sorrow returned with the dawning of morn,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pagina’s
...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 my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. NIGHT. 283 Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art weary and worn ; And fain was the war-hroken soldier... | |
 | Honor - 1856 - 94 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... | |
 | Honor, Thomas Campbell - 1856 - 108 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... | |
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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... 
