 | John Hall - 1845 - 354 oldal
...grew', Remembrance wakesv 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' — 45 I still had hopes', my latest hours to crown', Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down' ;... | |
 | 1907 - 508 oldal
...And teach the sportive younkers round, Saws of experience, sage and sound — an Des. Vül., 83 ff.: In all my wanderings round this world of care, In...to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ... 1 Über den 'milk-white thorn' vgl. Ritter, p. 103, Anm. 2. — Im übrigen verweise ich auf Ritter,... | |
 | John BECHERVAISE - 1847 - 118 oldal
...itself cannot sever ; a yarn in the rope of friendship that will never part while memory shall endure. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In...to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last. Goldsmith's Trmetter.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - 558 oldal
...In all my wanderings round this world of care, n all n>y griefs — and GOD has given my sharestill ing, there's no reason why all things should not be...Mr Twitch ; and yours is a necessary one. [Gires h still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-leam'd skill, Around... | |
 | Timothy Farrar - 1847 - 106 oldal
...them not to consume away the life. It enabled him to preserve equanimity, calmness, resignation, " To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose." Becoming a fixed habit, it guarded him almost from the possibility of too great indulgence. It carried... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - 290 oldal
...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 lias given myshare-^ T still had hopes, my latest holirs to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to sit... | |
 | John Forster - 1848 - 744 oldal
...affections and of humble joys for which the world and all its successes offer nothing in exchange. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In...griefs . . and God has given my share . . I still hatl hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's... | |
 | Joachim Fernau - 1848 - 736 oldal
...affections and of humble joys for which the world and all its successes offer nothing in exchange. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs . . and God has given my share . . 1 still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband... | |
 | Edwin Hubbell Chapin - 1848 - 232 oldal
...it is mine ! Here do I best love to be ! Hither does my spirit turn with its deepest yearnings." " In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given me share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amid these humble bowers to lay me down ;... | |
 | English poetry - 1848 - 468 oldal
...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 giv'n my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bow'rs to lay me... | |
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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... 
