 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - Počet stránok 256
...her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that...dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed T Hover*d thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son. Wretch even then, life's journey just beguu ? Perhaps... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1830 - Počet stránok 420
...poem of Cowper, on the receipt of his mother's picture : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wasj dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed...son, , ' Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? I hear'd the bell, toll'd /oh thy burial day, I saw the'hearse, that bore thee slow away, And, turning... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1830 - Počet stránok 416
...of Covvper, on the receipt of his mother's picture : My mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast d6ad, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hover'd...sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? I hear'd the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw {he hearse, that bore thee slow away, And, turning... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1830 - Počet stránok 360
...mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son ? Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun. Perhaps thou gavest me, though unseen, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss. Ah! that maternal smile,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1830 - Počet stránok 364
...them an unequivocally plaintive character, until it is distinctly marked. My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son ? Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun. Perhaps... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - Počet stránok 602
...her own; And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My Mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears 1 shed ! Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | 1832 - Počet stránok 406
...her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learnt that thou wast de«4 Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - Počet stránok 338
...her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned {hat thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1832 - Počet stránok 356
...them an unequivocally plaintive character, until it is distinctly marked. My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son ? Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun. Perhaps... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1832 - Počet stránok 360
...following sentences then be read with a conspicuously plaintive expression. My mother, when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I ehed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son ? Wretch, even then, life's journey just begun. Perhaps... | |
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But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My Mother ! when I learn'd that thou wast dead, Say,... 
