 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - 270 стор.
...hills ! ah, pleasing 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 bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth,... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - 302 стор.
...happy hills! ah, pleasing 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 bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing. My weary soul they seem to sooth,... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 стор.
...! Where once my careless 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 they seem to soothe. And redolent of joy and youth. To hreathe a second spring. Say, father Thames (for thou hast... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 стор.
...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 hast »een Full... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - 224 стор.
...hills ! ah, pleasing 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 bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - 248 стор.
...childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! 1 feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul...seem to sooth, And, redolent* of joy and youth, To breathe a secoud spring. Say, father Thames ! for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...happy hills, ah pleasing 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 bestow ; As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe,... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 стор.
...childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from you 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. Say, father Thames (for thou hast... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1806 - 442 стор.
...happy hills! ah pleasing shade ! Ah fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my 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."... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - 728 стор.
...happy hills! ah pleasing 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 bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth,... | |
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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. 
