 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 pàgines
...softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. Mens ßuctuat aestu. Mens mea, ceu figuli currens rota, volvitur orbe ; Nescio nec qvid agam, nec qveis... | |
 | 1806 - 598 pàgines
...softly lie and sweetly sleep. Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky. No more disturbs their deep repose. Than summer evening's latest sigh....rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil. To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole meat my birth,... | |
 | 1810 - 420 pàgines
...softly lie! and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh,...rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil — To slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil. For Mit'ry stole me at my... | |
 | David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher - 1806 - 788 pàgines
...Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky, No mure disturbs their deep repose, Thaji summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misf ry stole me at my birth,... | |
 | 1806 - 650 pàgines
...sweetly sleep Low in thr ground e storm that wrecks the winter skv more disturbs their ucep repose, " an summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil. To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth,... | |
 | Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1806 - 796 pàgines
...ground. The storm that, wrecks the v.'iptcr sky, No more disturbs their deep repose, Than sumnîtr evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil. To »lumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth,... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1811 - 622 pàgines
...higher character. VOL. VI. NO. XII. I> D THR Tlic storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh...rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth,... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1813 - 192 pàgines
...softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh...rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless bed From all my toil. For Misery stole me at my birth,... | |
 | Rodolphus Dickinson - 1815 - 214 pàgines
...softly lie and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter- sky, No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh,...rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber in that dreamless b*d From all my toil. For misery stole me at my birth,... | |
 | Elizabeth Thomas - 1816 - 312 pàgines
...of this history, by the information which that draft afforded Maningham concerning her. CHAP. XXIV. I long to lay this painful head, And aching heart, heneath the soil, To slumher ia that dreamless hed. From all my toil.1' CONSTANCE passed the night by the sick -bed of her mother,... | |
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THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. 
