 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 стор.
...shade ! Ah, fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth (f)t To breathe a second spring. Say, Father THAMES, for thou... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 стор.
...shade! Ah, fields belov'd in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing. My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth (f), To breathe a second spring. Say, Father THAMES, for thou... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 стор.
...shade ! Ah, fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth/, To breathe a second spring. Say, Father THAMES, for thou hast... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 стор.
...childhood stray 'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from you hlow A momentary hliss hestow, As, waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul...seem to soothe. And redolent of joy and youth. To hreathe a second spring. Say, father Thames (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 стор.
...once my careless childhood stray'dt A stranger yet to pain 1 I f«el the gales that from ye blofy , A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth , And redotent of joy and youth , To breathe a second spring. Say , Father Thames ( for tiou... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 стор.
...vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from you blow A momentary bliss bestow, As, waving fresh their...seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting on thy margeut green, The paths of pleasure trace,) Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...shade, Ah fields belov'd in vain, Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss...My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joys and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, fether THAMES, (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 стор.
...shade! Ah fields belov'd in vain! \Vhere once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! 1 feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent* of joy and youth, To breathe a secoud spring. Say, father Thames ! for thou hast... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1806 - 442 стор.
...careless childhood gtray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary blias bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe." GRAT ON the following morning, Emily left Thoulouseatan early hour, and reached La Vallee about sun-set.... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 стор.
...shade! Ah fields belov'd in vain, Where once my careless childhood stray'd A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss...fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth, * And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, Father THAMES, for thou hast... | |
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A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. 
