 | Robert Sears - 1844 - 514 pàgines
...morn, Again thou usherest in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. О Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?" The circumstances under which ' Tam O'Shanter' was produced were of a very different character.... | |
 | 1844 - 328 pàgines
...ttiou th<- groins that rend his breast?' That sabred hour can I fnrg->i?— C in I forget the hallo*M grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met To live one...day of parting love ? Eternity will not efface Those record;! d ar of transports past,— — • Thy image at our List embrace : — Ah ! litde thought... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 pàgines
...As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? THE BRIDE OF THE BRANDYWlNE. A TALE OF THE KEVOLUTION. BY FAYNE KEMYOM KlLEOCBN. THE battle which... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 pàgines
...morn, Again thou usherest in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. 0 Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? MILTON. Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1844 - 706 pàgines
...the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear My Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid 1 Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? THE AUTHOR'S FAREWELL To hit Native Country. Burnt... | |
 | 1850 - 602 pàgines
...morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. Oh, Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Heir'stthouthe groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget — , Can I forget the... | |
 | William Coombs Dana - 1845 - 408 pàgines
...of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hearest thou the groans that rend his breast t That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallowed...To live one day of parting love ? Eternity will not effaceThese records dear of transports past; Thy image at our last embrace, Ah ! little thought we... | |
 | John Wilson - 1845 - 248 pàgines
...morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast!" He wrote them all down just as they now are, in their immortal beauty, and gave them to his wife. Jealousy... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 pàgines
...Him —FIRST; Him — last ; Htm — midst, and — without end,' " 0 Mary! dear — departed shade, Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy...— lowly laid' Hear'st thou the groans, that rend hto breast?" 308. Read, or rather fpeak from memory, these lines with quantity, and on the Utwer pitches... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 pàgines
...Mary, from my soul was torn. O. Mary: dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest 1 Seesl thou thy lover, lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans, that rend his breast ' That sacred hour—can I forget. Can I forget the hallow'd grove. Where, by the winding Ayr we met, To live one... | |
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Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast... 
