 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1817 - 192 lapas
...the 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 bow'rs to lay me down ;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1818 - 294 lapas
...wonder af the 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 - 1819 - 120 lapas
...with all her busy train, Swells at my broasi, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings through 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 huir.ble bowers to lay me down ;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1820 - 488 lapas
...the 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 down ; To... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 314 lapas
...the 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 latesf hours to crown, Amidst these humble... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1821 - 446 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 given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1822 - 194 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 given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 428 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 given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me... | |
 | 1823 - 816 lapas
...and be convinced, that the author of the following lines felt what he wrote : 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 lapas
...the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past Hall share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To... | |
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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 wasting... 
