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" Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. "
Poems and songs on different subjects - Page 50
by Andrew M'Kenzie - 1810 - 180 pages
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The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith - 1800 - 192 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share —...
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The Beauties of the Poets:: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry ...

1800 - 322 pages
...grew : Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. 1 . • ' . . •-. i I In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD...
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The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith, M. B.: With an Account of His Life ...

Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs....and God has giv'n my share.... I...
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Poems by Goldsmith and Parnell

Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elapsed, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawlhorn grew, Remembrance wakes, with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share —...
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The Poetical Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life ...

Oliver Goldsmith - 1805 - 264 pages
...grounds, And, many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share —...
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Poetical Works

Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 pages
...ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd, return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has giv'n my share— I...
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The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry

1806 - 330 pages
...grew : Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps 1 range, Trace ev'ry scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has giv'n my share I still...
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Elegant Extracts, Volumes 1-2

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 pages
...grounds ; And, many a yearelaps'd, return to view [grew ; Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rmjjs round this world of care, In all my grief, and God has given my share — I slift...
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Specimens of the British poets, Volume 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 pages
...ruin'd grounds, And many a year elaps'd return to view Where once the cottage stood, the hawthorn grew, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and God has giv'n my share — I...
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The muses' bower, embellished with the beauties of English poetry, Volume 3

English poetry - 1809 - 308 pages
...grew; Here, as with doubtful, pensive steps I range, Trace. every scene, and wonder at the change, Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells .at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wand'rings round this world of care, In all my griefs—and God has given .my share— I...
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