 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 juvenile reader, by N. Leitch - Pàgina 190editat per - 1851Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pàgines
...the way To the house of my fathers that welcom'd me back.— I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...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
...sweet way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And well knew the,strait^tUat the corn reapers sang. Then pledg'd we... | |
 | 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 - 272 pàgines
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...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 - 266 pàgines
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...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
...array, To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 188 pàgines
...sunshine arose on the way 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...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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