 | Thomas Gray - 1799 - Страниц: 270
...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, And, redolent of joy and youth (f)t To breathe... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1800 - Страниц: 302
...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, And, redolent of joy and youth (f), To breathe... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1804 - Страниц: 224
...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, And, redolent of joy and youth/, To breathe... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 408
...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, And, redolent of joys and youth, To breathe... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1806 - Страниц: 248
...shade! Ah fields belov'd in vain! \Vhere once my careless 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 they seem to sooth, And, redolent* of joy and youth, To breathe a... | |
 | Thomas Gray - 1807 - Страниц: 728
...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, * And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 526
...shade ! Ah fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'*, 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... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - Страниц: 302
...Thames along His silver-winding way : Where once my careless childhood strayM, 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, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - Страниц: 628
...shade, Ah, fields bclov'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, And, redolent of joy and youth 3, To breathe... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1813 - Страниц: 338
...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, > And redolent of joy and youth, > To breathe... | |
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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. 
