 | 1794 - 574 pages
...wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my breaft, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and GOD has given my marc— I (lili had hopes my lateft hours to crown, • Amidfl thefe humble bowers to lay... | |
 | James Lackington - 1795 - 562 pages
...fhall life all your intereft to get me made an Alderman," Which I engaged not to. forget to perform. " In all my wand'rings round this world of care, " In all my griefs, and God has giv'n my (hare ; " I ftillhad hopes to fee fome better days." My private library at this time confifted of Fletcher's... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 pages
...hawthorn grew j Remembrance wakes with all her bufy train, Swells at my bieafl, and turns the paft to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my (hare— [ (till had hopes, my latcft hours to crown, Amidft thcfc humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 pages
...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 down5 To... | |
 | 1800 - 322 pages
...wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 1 . • ' . . •-. i I 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 j , Amidst these humble bowers to.-.kv, me. down;... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1802 - 130 pages
...the hawthorn 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 me fhare — I ftill had hopes my lateft hours to crown, Amidft thefe humble bow'rs to lay me down... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 366 pages
...the hawthorn 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 given my fhare — I ftill had hopes, my lateft hours to crown, Ainidft thefe humble bowers to lay... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pages
...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 - 1805 - 264 pages
...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 ; 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... 
