 | 1806 - 330 lapas
...change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has giv'n my share I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown; Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 lapas
...hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 102 lapas
...grew, Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain ! In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my fhare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 lapas
...hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and God has giv'n my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 lapas
...hawthorn grew? Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has giv'n my share—* I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 lapas
...change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells .at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings 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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 656 lapas
...grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns tlie past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 lapas
...past to pain. In all ray wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs—and GOD has giv'n my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown; Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; I stilJ had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return and die... | |
 | Elegant poems - 1814 - 132 lapas
...breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'riugs round this world ot care, In all my griefs—and God has given my share— I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bow'rs to lay me down; My anxious day to husband near the close, And keep life's flame... | |
 | 1814 - 310 lapas
...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 giv'n me share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
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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... 
