 twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.  Sunday: Reading for the Young - Sivu 1011873Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Lark - 1742 - 412 sivua
...warm ; but how can he Then make it Day or Night ? My Day or Night my (elf I make, Whene'er I wake, or play , And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere...always Day. With heavy Sighs I often hear You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; But fure.with Patience I may bear A Loft I ne'er can know, Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1767 - 188 sivua
...intorno Potrà mai formar l'ore La notte e il giorno? My Day or Night myfelf I make , When e'er I wake or play , And could I ever keep awake , With me 'twere...Day. With heavy Sighs , I often hear , You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; 'But fure , with Patience I may bear A J-ofs I ne'er can know . Then let not what I... | |
 | 1783 - 360 sivua
...celebrated mr. Stanley, organift of St. Andrews, Holbotn. My My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I fleep or play And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear. You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 sivua
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night > My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I Леер or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. • In thr Niafque nf C"ormi!. — It fccms (o be imitated from a parTige in tie iyth book of Tiflb's... | |
 | Apollo - 1800 - 224 sivua
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er 1 fleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 sivua
...day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe, But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind deftroy ; While thus I fing I am a king Although a poor blind boy. The COMPLAINTS of... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 sivua
...see ; You say the sun shines bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep awake With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | 1819 - 394 sivua
...you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play...ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy ; Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. SONG XXIV. BY MR.... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 sivua
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er 1 sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'tiverc always day, With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience 1 can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 418 sivua
...you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play...ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy ; Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. EDWARD MOORE. BORN... | |
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