 | William Cowper - 1824 - 446 oldal
...thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such 1 — It was. — Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee... | |
 | William Cowper - 1825 - 238 oldal
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 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 oldal
...thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was — where thou art gone Adiens and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 426 oldal
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 | William Cowper - 1825 - 244 oldal
...thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such 1 — It was- — where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 242 oldal
...day, Vol. II. 16 I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nurs'ry window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was...lips no more ! Thy maidens, griev'd themselves at tUy concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wish'd, I long believ'd, And... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 504 oldal
...thy burial day, 1 saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was...parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished,... | |
 | 1826 - 438 oldal
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 | 1826 - 440 oldal
...And, turning from my nursery-window, drew A long, Ipng sigh, and wept a last adieu I But was it such 1 It was— Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells...but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting sound shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise... | |
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I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.... 
