 Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet...  The Songs of England and Scotland - Pàgina 3011835 - 675 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pàgines
...I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pàgines
...knew the,strait^tUat the corn reapers sang. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly we swore, FromWjr home and my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kiss'd me & thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart. %1 Stay ! stay with us ! rest... | |
 | 1904 - 518 pàgines
...aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the cup, and fondly we swore, From my home, and my weeping friends never to part; My liltle ones miss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart! Stay... | |
 | 1805 - 590 pàgines
...flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young j " heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. ,(3CMU IkilGV Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | 1804 - 450 pàgines
...aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn- reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly we swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; •My little one. kiss'd me a thousand timei o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart. Stay ! stay... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 pàgines
...I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 pàgines
...I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 pàgines
...fields, travers'd so oft In life'smorning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore, From my home, and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 pàgines
...wife sobb'd aloud, in the fulness of heart— ' Stay, stay with us, rest—thou art weary and worn!' From my home and my weeping friends never to part;...My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And fain was the war-broken soldier to stay; But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn, And the voice... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 pàgines
...I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
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