 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 стор.
...To the house of my fathers that welcom'd me back.— I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young,...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 стор.
...way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And well knew the,strait^tUat the corn reapers sang. Then pledg'd we... | |
 | 1805 - 590 стор.
...flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young j " heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. ,(3CMU IkilGV Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore From my home and my weeping friends... | |
 | 1804 - 450 стор.
...aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn- reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly we swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part ; •My little one. kiss'd me a thousand timei o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart. Stay ! stay... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 стор.
...way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 стор.
...way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - 324 стор.
...bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore, From my home, and my weeping friends never to part; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. — Slay, stay with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1814 - 274 стор.
...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, * j From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My little ones kiss'd me a thousand times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in her fulness of heart. Stay, stay with... | |
 | Scottish songs - 1816 - 378 стор.
...To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 стор.
...way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young;...the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to part; My... | |
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Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet... 
