 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - 162 pagine
...the way 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...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1804 - 182 pagine
...roam'd on a desolate tract, Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my father, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields,...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... | |
 | 1904 - 518 pagine
...flew to the pleasant fields travell'd so oft, In life's morning's march when my bosom was voung, J heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And well...strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the cup, and fondly we swore, From my home, and my weeping friends never to part; My liltle ones miss'd... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 pagine
...on the 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...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 pagine
...on the 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...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 448 pagine
...the 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...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pagine
...on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields travcrs'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pagine
...on the 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...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore... | |
 | 1822 - 418 pagine
...the way 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 ; I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we... | |
 | James Wallace (ship's surgeon.) - 1824 - 192 pagine
...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me hack. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march when my bosom was young...I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung. Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly I swore,... | |
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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... 
