 Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my...  Secret Service Under Pitt - Sivu 288tekijä(t) William John Fitz-Patrick - 1892 - 390 sivuaKoko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | 1800 - 322 sivua
...hopes, my latest hours to crown j , Amidst these humble bowers to.-.kv, me. down; I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return— —and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine! How blest... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to- the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return... .and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest... | |
 | 1806 - 330 sivua
...hopes, my latest hours 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. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine ! How blest... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my ith age and frost ; Her shrivell'd hands, with veins ejubost, O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, th:it never must be mine ! How blest.is... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return— and die at home at last. For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep ; No surly... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 sivua
...whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, that never must be mine, How blest... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 sivua
...had hopes my latest hours to crown; Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; I stilJ had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return and die at home at last. O bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine! How bless'd... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1813 - 124 sivua
...whom hounds and horns persue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return. ...and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest... | |
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