 | 1843 - 322 стор.
...o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade! Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 стор.
...sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. 4. Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary ! dear, departed shade... | |
 | Lucy Aikin - 1843 - 276 стор.
...the reader. Of wrongs, real or imaginary, treasured up in a vindictive mind, it may be truly said, " Time but th' impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear ; " and the resentment of Pope against the perpetrator of what he regarded as a hostile though ineffective... | |
 | Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey - 1844 - 540 стор.
...raptured scene. " The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of...wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. " My Mary, dear departed shade... | |
 | 1850 - 602 стор.
...too soon, the glowing west Proclaimed the speed of winged day. " Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ! Time but...channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! VVhere is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans... | |
 | Seba Smith, Lawrence Labree - 1844 - 498 стор.
...Proclaimed the speed of parting day. Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast... | |
 | Robert Burns, James Currie - 1844 - 706 стор.
...raptured scene. The flowers s[>rj.n:r wanton to be press'd, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er those scenes my memory wakes. And fondly broods with miser care! lime but the impression deeper makes.... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 стор.
...raptur'd scene. The flowers sprang—wanton to be prest, The blrdi sang love—on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of...wakes. And fondly broods, with miser care! Time, but the impression deeper makes, As streams—their channels deeper wear. My Mary : dear departed shade... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 стор.
...rapmr'd scene. The flowers sprang— wanton to be prest, The birds sang love— on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the speed of...these scenes my mem'ry wakes, And fondly broods, with misereare ! Time, but the impression deeper makes, As streams— their channels deeper wear. My Mary... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 стор.
...— wanton to !>e prest. The birds sang love — on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing wesl Proclaim'd the speed of winged day. Still o'er these...wakes, And fondly broods, with miser care ! Time, but the impression deeper innkea, As streams — their channels deeper wflar. My Mary ! dear departed shade... | |
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O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green, The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twin'd amorous round the raptured scene. " The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west Proclaim'd the... 
