 Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild : I perish ;...  The Wanderer of Switzerland, and Other Poems - Page 74by James Montgomery - 1815 - 175 pagesFull view - About this book
 | John Huddlestone Wynne - Advice columns - 1807 - 744 pages
...And aching heart beneath the soil, ' To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil < For mis'ry stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild ; I perish;— Oh ! my mother Earth ! Take home thy child. ' On thy dear lap these limbi reclin'd, Shall gently moulder... | |
 | 1806 - 598 pages
...bed From all my toil. For Misery stole meat my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild ; 1 perish; О my Mother Earth ! Take home thy Child ! On thy dear...Nor leave one wretched trace behind. Resembling me. From the sentiments expressed in the last two lines, from the exquisite verses on Hannah, and from... | |
 | Presbyterian Church - 1806 - 650 pages
...painful head And aching heart beneath the soil. To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless...these limbs reclined, Shall gently moulder into thee; Kor leave one wretched trace behind Resembling me. Mark! — a strange sound affrights mine ear: My... | |
 | 1806 - 594 pages
...dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole meat my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild ; 1 perish; O my Mother Earth! Take home thy Child! On...Nor leave one wretched trace behind, Resembling me. From the sentiments expressed in the last two lines, from the exquisite verses on Hannah, and from... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - American literature - 1806 - 796 pages
...From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth, And casi, me helpless on the wild ; I perish ; О my mother Earth ! Take home thy Child* On thy dear...reclined, Shall gently moulder into thee ; Nor leave oiie wretched tr;ice behind, Resembling me. Hark ! — a strange sound affrights mine ear ; My pulie,... | |
 | David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher - 1806 - 788 pages
...head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misf ry stole me at my birth, And cast me helpless on the wild ; I perish ¡— — О my mother Earth ? Take home thy Child I On thy dear lap these limbs reclined Shall gently... | |
 | 1810 - 420 pages
...all my toil. For Mit'ry stole me at my birth, And cast me hap less on the wild : I perish ! — Oh, my mother Earth ! Take home thy child. On thy dear lap these limbs, reclin'd. Shall gently moulder into thee, Nor leave one wretched trace behind Rciea>Min£ me. Hark... | |
 | George Bourne - American literature - 1806 - 312 pages
...bed From all my toil. For Mifery ftole me at my birth, And caft mehelplefs on the wild ; I perifh — O my mother Earth ! Take home thy child. On thy dear lap thefe limbs rcclin'd, gently moulder into thee : Nor leave one wretched trace behind, Refcmbling me.... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1845 - 496 pages
...maimed, the deformed, the physieally unfortunate, of every description, demand of Mother Earth : — 1 On thy dear lap, these limbs reclined, Shall gently moulder into thee ; Nor leave one wretched trace bchind, Resembling me !' " But ' there is a natural body and there is a spiritual body,' and around... | |
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