 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 from...  Goldsmith's The Traveller and The Deserted Village - Page 51by Oliver Goldsmith - 1910 - 96 pagesFull view - About this book
 | British poets - 1822 - 296 pages
...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— 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... | |
 | 1823 - 816 pages
...not to believe, aye, and be convinced, that the author of the following lines felt what he wrote : In all my wanderings round this world of care, In...share; I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down : And as a hare, when hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 pages
...a year elapsed, return to view ЛУЪеге once the cottage stood, thefhawthorn grewi Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast,...and turns the past to pain. In all my -wanderings through this worldof care» In all my griefs — and liod has given my share— I still had hopes,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance iam C. Hall wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share — I still had... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1825 - 476 pages
...And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast,...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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 310 pages
...And many a year elaps'd, returrtw Tfew Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew ; Rememb'rance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wartd'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— I still had... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where onee the eottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembranee deformity, are wont to dwell ; Or whether these with violation loath'd, Invade resplenden wand'rings round this world of eare, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— ¡ still had... | |
 | Robert Grenville Wallace - 1825 - 342 pages
.................................. 2!)o FORTY YEARS IN THE WORLD; anii N". I. EARLY RECOLLECTIONS. Kemembrance wakes witli all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. GOLDSMITH. WHEN I was about five years old, I lost my mother. She was the only child of Captain Whitehead,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1825 - 160 pages
...to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew. Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, at my breast, and turns the past to pain,. • In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share — I ctill had... | |
 | Daniel Dewar - 1826 - 620 pages
...been called away to other climes, feel sometime to revisit their native land. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and...share, — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; — And as a hare whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to... | |
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