 | 1807
...! there my young footsteps, in infancy, wander'rf. My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the pbid *; On chieftains, long perish'd, my memory ponder'd, .As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade j I sought not my home, till the day's dying glory Gave place to the rays of the... | |
 | 1807
...fountains, I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr. Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid ; On Chieftains, long perished, my memory ponder'd, As daily 1 strode through the jiine cover'd glade; I sought not my home... | |
 | 1807
...fountains, I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr. Ah! there my youngfootsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid; On Chieftains, long perished, my memory ponder'd, As daily 1 strode through the pine coverM glade; I sought not m^ home... | |
 | Oxford city, Holywell music room - 1808
...fountains, I sigh for the valley of dark Lock na Garr. Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid ; On chieftains long perish'd my memory wander'd, As daily I strode through the pine-cover'd glade. I sought not my home 'till the day's dying... | |
 | 1809
...fountains, I sigh for the valley of dark Lochna Garr. Ah! there my young footsteps, in infancy, wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid* ; On...my memory ponder*d, As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade ; I sought not my home, till the day's dying glory Gave place to the rays of the... | |
 | 1809
...fountain^ I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr. Ah ! there my young footsteps, in infancy, wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid' ; On...my memory ponder'd, As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade ; I sought not my home, till the day's dying glory Gave place to the rays of the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1820 - Počet stránok 160
...flowingfountains, I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr. Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid * ;...pine-cover'd glade ; I sought not my home till the day*s dying glory Gave place to the rays of the bright polar star ; For fancy was cheer' d by traditional... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1822 - Počet stránok 183
...sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr. '. 2. Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid;* On chieftains long perish 'd my memory ponder'd, As daily I strode through the pine-cover'd glade ; T sought not my home... | |
 | 1824
...as may be seen from the following extract : — " Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid ; On...long perish'd my memory ponder'd, As daily I strode throngh the pine-covered glade: I songht not my home till the day's dying glory Gave place to the rays... | |
 | Isaac Wilkinson (of Cockermouth.) - 1824
...Byron, LOUD BYRON. To thee more dear are Scotia's hills of snow, Than all the ridhes that In Chili glow. Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wandered, My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid; On ch'ieftans lotojg perlsh'd my mettiriry'p6nder r d, As daily I strode through the pine-cover'd glade.... | |
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I strode through the pine-covered glade. I sought not my home till the day's dying glory Gave place to the rays of the bright polar star ; For fancy was cheer'd by traditional story, Disclosed by the natives of dark Loch ua Garr. 
