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" I rest my only hope at last, And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, I may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile ; — As some lone bird, at day's departing... "
Sonnets, and Other Poems - 18. oldal
szerző: William Lisle Bowles - 1805 - 180 oldal
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Poems

John Aikin - 1791 - 282 oldal
...pang stealest unperceiv'd away; On Thee I rest my only hope at last, And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all my soul...departing hour, Sings in the sunbeam, of the transient shower Forgetful, though its wings are wet the while : — Yet ah ! how much must that poor heart endure,...

Sonnets, and Other Poems

William Lisle Bowles - 1796 - 142 oldal
...last, And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, 1 may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's...departing hour, Sings in the sunbeam, of the transient shower Forgetful, though its wings are wet the while: — Yet ah! how much must that poor heart endure,...

The Imperial magazine; or, Compendium of religious, moral ..., 3. kötet

664 oldal
...And think, \vliou thou hast dried the bitter tear That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, 1 may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's...some lone bird at day's departing hour. Sings in the snn-beam of the transient shower, Forgetful though his wings be wet the while. But <ili ! how much...

The Imperial Magazine, Or, Compendium of Religious, Moral ..., 3. kötet

1821 - 702 oldal
...only hope at last, And think, when thouhast dried the bitter tear Fbat flows in vain o'er all my lonl held dear, I may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's peaceful evening: with a smile : As dome lone bird at day's departing hour, Sings in the sun-beam of the transient shower, K'orgett'ul...

The thrasher; and other poems

William Vincent Moorhouse - 1828 - 226 oldal
...And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear, That flows so freely, — destitute of fear, — 1 may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's...departing hour, Sings in the sunbeam of the transient shower, Forgetful, though its wings are wet the while : — Yet ah ! how much must that poor heart...

Ornithologia, or The birds, a poem, in 2 pt., with an intr. to their natural ...

James Jennings (of Huntspill.) - 1828 - 528 oldal
...of the Thrush tribe do so. Mr. BOwLES, in his beautiful Sonnet to Time, has the following simile : " As some lone Bird at day's departing hour, Sings in the sun-beam of the transient shower, Forgetful, thongh its wings be wet the while.'' The Lark, alauda arvensis, sings too, occasionally,...

Memoirs of ... mrs. Susan Huntington [ed.] by B.B. Wisner

Susan Huntington - 1828 - 410 oldal
...and to live with a constant reference to eternity ; that when the solemn hour of death shall come, we may look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile. i ! •-..„... i . •.. t. iin ,;,'.>. TO MH. D. OP — — fj . / . . . i ,i Kilkugtvortk, November...

Days departed; or, Banwell hill: a lay of the Severn sea

William Lisle Bowles - 1829 - 254 oldal
...the bitter tear " That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, " I may look back upon this anguish past, " And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile—...Forgetful, though its wings are wet the while:— Lang Syne. " Yet ah! how much must the poor heart endure, " "Which hopes from thee, and thee alone,...

Memoirs of the Late Mrs. Susan Huntington: Of Boston, Mass

Benjamin Blydenburg Wisner, Susan Huntington - 1829 - 510 oldal
...and to live with a constant reference to eternity; that when the solemn hour of death shall come, we may — — Look back on every sorrow past, And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile. C 41 49 i •'• • • Jar; Killingtuortk, November 28, 1808. THE friendship which you feel for...

Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ...

George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 oldal
...tear, That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear, 1 may look back on many a sorrflw past, And greet life's peaceful evening with a smile. As some lone bird, at day's departing hour, Sings in the sunshine of the transient show'r, Forgetful, though its wings be wet the while. But ah ! what ills...




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