 | 1783 - 360 стор.
...celebrated mr. Stanley, organift of St. Andrews, Holbotn. My My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I fleep or play And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear. You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 стор.
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night > My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I Леер or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. • In thr Niafque nf C"ormi!. — It fccms (o be imitated from a parTige in tie iyth book of Tiflb's... | |
 | Apollo - 1800 - 224 стор.
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er 1 fleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | 1819 - 394 стор.
...feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere...always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 420 стор.
...feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere...always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; Dut sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1819 - 258 стор.
...make it day or night ? My day or night myself I inane, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. t Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Poetical monitor - 1819 - 168 стор.
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night P My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play : \ And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. K2 With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe; But sure with patience I can bear A loss... | |
 | 1820 - 190 стор.
...Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make When'er I sleep or playj And could I always keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. The Robin. 9 Then let not... | |
 | William Fordyce Mavor - 1825 - 176 стор.
...make it day or night? My day and night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe; lint sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | 1832 - 406 стор.
...but how can he Or make it day or night ? My ilay or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play j And could I ever keep awake With me t'were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot... | |
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twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. 
