 | 1800 - 322 pages
...Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 1 . • ' . . •-. i I In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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 —... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pages
...And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawlhorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my 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 —... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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 —... | |
 | 1806 - 330 pages
...Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps 1 range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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 still... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1809 - 322 pages
...And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew? Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells 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—*... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 308 pages
...as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace. every scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells .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 given .my share— I... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 pages
...And, many a yearelaps'd, return to view [grew ; Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn Remembrance pow'r, Thou tamer of the human breast, \Vhose iron soourge and tort'ring hour T In all my wand'rmjjs round this world of care, In all my grief, and God has given my share — I slift... | |
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Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 
