 grounds; And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew ; Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace every scene and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast,...  The Northern star, or, Yorkshire magazine - Page 197edited by - 1818Full view - About this book
 | Salem Town - Readers - 1855 - 492 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. I 8till had hopes tny latest hours to crown, Amid these humble bowers to lay me down. 7. Oh blessed... | |
 | Aphorisms and apothegms - 1856 - 570 pages
...Goldsmith. THOU, like the World, th' opprest oppressing, In thee must ever find a Foe. » — Goldsmith. REMEMBRANCE wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my Breast, and turns the Past to pain. ,— Byron. T>UT in that instant, o'er his Soul )* — Byron. Pleasures past I do not grieve, Nor Perils... | |
 | Joseph William Jenks - English poetry - 1856 - 578 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance 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 —... | |
 | William Sherwood - Conversation - 1856 - 466 pages
...And many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Eemembrance 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 lias given my share,— I... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1856 - 560 pages
...am the Giant of Giant Castle, and have eat up all my neighbors.'"—CAMPBELL, British . vi. p. 266.] And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew,* Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - Ireland - 1857 - 100 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance 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 — To... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1857 - 304 pages
...confess the tyrant's power. Here, as I take my solitary rounds Amidst thy tangling walks and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew— Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
 | Salem Town - 1857 - 524 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 6. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1857 - 560 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns thè past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1858 - 114 pages
...confess the tyrant's power. Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, 80 Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all... | |
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