 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1780 - 204 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the flues ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceafelefs pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. * In this poem feveral alterations were... | |
 | 1781 - 512 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the fkies ; Where'er 1 roam, whatever realms to fee', My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns with ceafelefs pain, And drags, at each remove, a length'ning chain. Eternal bleffings crown my earlieft... | |
 | 1785 - 316 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the flues ; Where'er T roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceafelefa pam, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal bleffings crown my earlieft friend,... | |
 | John Bell - 1789 - 202 Seiten
...Campania's plain forsaken lies, A weary waste expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee : Still...turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round his dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1791 - 206 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the fkies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceafelefs pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. * In this poem feveral alterations were... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1792 - 308 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, Aweary wafte expanded to the /kies : Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceafelefs pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal bleffings crown my earlieft friend,... | |
 | 1793 - 204 Seiten
...expanding to the skies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelPd fondly ttwns to thee : Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal blessings crown my earliest friend, And round hie dwelling guardian saints... | |
 | 502 Seiten
...altar of faith, the asylum of innocence, the bulwark of private security and of public honour — " Where'er I roam, whatever realms I see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee." We often contemplate with pleasure and delight, to trace that innote love of sport, fair play, and... | |
 | James Roach - 1792 - 284 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafle expanding to the fkies ; Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns with ceafelefs pain, ' And drags, at each remove, a length'ning chain Eternal bleflings crown my earliefl... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1794 - 124 Seiten
...plain forfaken lies, A weary wafte expanding to the fkies — Where'er I roam, whatever realms to fee, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with eeafelefs pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Eternal bleflmgs crown my earlieft friend,... | |
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Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee ; Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. 
