 These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet AUBURN! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. Here as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, and...  The Works of Oliver Goldsmith - Стр. 58авторы: Oliver Goldsmith - 1881Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - Страниц: 192
...no more. Sweet AUBURN! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's pow'r. Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling...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... | |
 | 1800 - Страниц: 322
...all the green ; These,, far departing) seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, thy niin'd grounds, And many a year clap&'d, return lo-.view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - Страниц: 192
...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet AUBURN ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - Страниц: 114
...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore ; And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...tangling walks, and ruin'd grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawlhorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - Страниц: 264
...no more. Sweet AUBURN ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's pow'r. Here, as I take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - Страниц: 248
...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore. And rural mirth ami manners are no more. Sweet Auburn! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...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... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 330
...all the green; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...take my solitary rounds, Amidst thy tangling walks, thy ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - Страниц: 322
...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet AUBURN ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...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... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 526
...kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auhitr» f parent of the blissful hoar, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. Here,...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - Страниц: 308
...all the green ; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more. Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades...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... | |
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