...entered for shelter, and pass part or the whole of the night in seeking another. See Life, ch. x. ] Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain/" Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints attend ; Blest be...

...the poem : Where'er 1 roam, whatever realm to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thec ; Snll to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. The Deserted Village was addressed to Sir Joshua Reynolds : " Setting interest therefore aside, to...

...powerful, the most humane, the richest, the bravest, the wisest, and the best is Old England. HOME. Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee. GOLDSMITH. " THERE'S no place like home !" Thus sang a tattered, meagre, miserable-looking wretch,...

...expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms I see, My heart untravel'd fondly turns to tbee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain. And drags at each remove a longlh'ning chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints...

...skies : Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravelt'd, fondly turns to thee ; Sull to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints attend ; Bless'd...

...stranger shuts the door ; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart...pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints attend ! Blest be...

...cast, brother from brother, let each one, as he thinks of his brother, say and feel in his heart, — " Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart...with ceaseless pain, And drags, at each remove, a length'ning chain." "Let brotherly love continue." It is too precious a quality of the heart to be...

...stranger shuts the door ; Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart...: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, 3 And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. 1 In this poem several alterations were made, and some...

...of the author. Where'er I roam, whatever realms to nee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thce; Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints attend; Blest be...

...Where'er I go — whatever realms I see, My heart untravclled fondly turns to thee ; Still to ray Mary turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.' My anxieties, fears, hopes, and wishes, all hover around you and the children whom God has given to...