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" Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve. "
The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers - الصفحة 190
بواسطة British essayists - 1802
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Select British Classics, المجلد 31

1803 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world...its busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where ray Daphn'S lies. I There let me sleep, forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching...

The British Essayists;: Mirror

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...reigns, And the rank grass waves e'er the cheerless ground There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world...busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my DAPHMIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching...

The British Essayists, المجلد 34

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o-er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk withwisdo'm where my DAPIINIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay, When death shall shut...

The British Essayists;: Mirror

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless crounA There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its busy follies le»ve, And talk with wisdom where myDAPHNis lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay, When...

Specimens of the British poets, المجلد 2

British poets - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes ; The world...busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Baphnis lies. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes;...

Glenochel, a descriptive poem, المجلد 1

James Kennedy (of Glasgow.) - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...And the dank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. " THERE let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world...follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphnis liee. " THE»E let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary acliing eyes,...

Poetical selections, consisting of the most approved pieces of our best ...

Poetical selections - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 324
...the rank grass wqves o'er thecheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, . .. ' When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes ; The world and all its busy follies leave, There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes; Rest in the...

The British Essayists: Guardian

James Ferguson - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its busy follies leave, Ami talk with wisdom where my DAPHNIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay, When death...

Spirit of the English Magazines, المجلد 6

1820 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...Where Ulelauchojy with still silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. * There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes ; Rest in the hojies of an eternal day Till the long night is gone, and the last mom arix .• It would have given...

Miscellaneous Selections and Original Pieces: In Prose and Verse ...

Elizabeth Chase - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 248
...the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. • . There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world...busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphois lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in the clay. When Death shall shut these weary aching...




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