 When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.  Poems - Page 68by Reginald Heber - 1830 - 192 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1828
...twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss...far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on ? then on 1 where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 pages
...steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam, I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss...where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor mild... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 pages
...steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale bean>; I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss...where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor mild... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 pages
...twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 626 pages
...steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.' I spread my books, my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still, | O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 568 pages
...twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry mead, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 pages
...twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss...on ! where duty leads, my course be onward still. O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | 1828 - 608 pages
...twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorali's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | 1828 - 598 pages
...steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.' I spread my books, my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss...ascend for me. Then on ! then on ! where duty leads, my cmir.,e be onward still, ' O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course,... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 628 pages
...thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kmd approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
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