 | Henry William Dulcken - 1860 - 230 pągines
...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...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,... | |
 | 1860 - 452 pągines
...visions to the scenes of pastoral innocence and peace ? " 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 strain that the corn-reapers sung." THE BIPASCHAL THEORY IN THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. DURING... | |
 | J. C. - 1860 - 196 pągines
...fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, traversed so oft In life's morning tnarch, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 pągines
...the wajr To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 pągines
...dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track : I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Walter Learned - 1891 - 404 pągines
...fathers, that welcomed me back. A Treasury of Favorite Poems. 309 I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1891 - 408 pągines
...way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so ofi 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 pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | Thomas Faughnan - 1891 - 560 pągines
...way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew through 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 I knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged... | |
 | Edward William Cole - 1892 - 412 pągines
...sweet way To the house of my father, who welcomed me back ; I flew to the pleasant fields, traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | 1892 - 440 pągines
...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, 280 AMERICAN PATRIOTISM. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping... | |
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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... 
