 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 Ewing - 1832 - 428 pàgines
...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...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sohbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | 1834 - 480 pàgines
...sweet way To the house of my fathers, that welcomed me back. 1 flew to the pleasant fields, travelled so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1835 - 258 pàgines
...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...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with us... | |
 | 1835 - 320 pàgines
...battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate track; I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft, In life's morning march, when my...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapera sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | 1836 - 514 pàgines
...me bai-k I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom wo* young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft,...never to part : My little ones kiss'd me a thousand limes o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fullness of heart. Stay, stay with us, — rest, thou art... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 332 pàgines
...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...my weeping friends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1837 - 328 pàgines
...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...wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping %iends never to part ; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pàgines
...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...and my weeping friends never to part; My little ones kissed me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobbed aloud in her fulness of heart. " Stay, stay with... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me hack. 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 hleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledged we the wine-cup,... | |
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