 Yet, all its sad recollections suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw ; Erin ! an exile bequeaths thee his blessing : Land of my forefathers ! Erin go bragh ! Buried and cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields, sweetest...  Schelling Anniversary Papers - Стр. 243авторы: Schelling anniversary papers - 1923 - Страниц: 341Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1801 - Страниц: 420
...fuppreffing, One dying wifli my lonebofom fliall draw ; Erin, an exile bequeaths thee his blefling ; Land of my forefathers, Erin, go bragh ! Buried and cold, when my heart ftills her motion, Green be thy fields, fweeteft ifle of the. ocean ! And thy harp-flriking bards fing... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1803 - Страниц: 162
...rain-drops may fall without measure; But rapture and beauty they cannot recall. Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw:...bequeaths thee his blessing! Land of my forefathers, Erin-go-bragh! Buried and cold when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields, sweetest isle... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1803 - Страниц: 1298
...poem admirably concludes with this glowing effusion of amor patriae : Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw...Erin ! an exile, bequeaths thee his blessing, Land of mv forefathers. Erin-go-bragh! Buried and cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields,... | |
 | 1803 - Страниц: 892
...with this glowing effusion of amor patrix : Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wbli my lone bosom can draw : Erin ! an exile, bequeaths thee his blessing, Laud of my forefather« Erin-go-bragh! Buried and cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green lie... | |
 | George Ashburner - 1807 - Страниц: 238
...cannot recal. " But yet all its fond recollections suppressing, One dying wish my fond bosom shall draw, Erin, an Exile bequeaths thee his blessing, Land of my forefathers — Erin go Bragh! Bury'd and cold, when my heart stills its motion, Green be thy fields, sweetest isle of the'oiJtan,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - Страниц: 272
...may fall without measure ; But rapture and beauty they cannot recall. Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw...cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields — sweetest isle of the ocean ! And thy harp-striking bards sing aloud with devotion Erin mavournin... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - Страниц: 266
...rain-drop, may fall without measure; But rapture and beauty they cannot recall. Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw...thee his blessing ! Land of my forefathers ! Erin go bfagh ! Buried and cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields—sweetest isle of the... | |
 | Poetical selections - 1811 - Страниц: 324
...may fall without measure.* But rapture and beauty they cannot recall. Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw....cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields — sweetest isle of the ocean ! And thy harp-striking bards sing aloud with devotion — Erin... | |
 | Daniel Dewar - 1812 - Страниц: 372
...on my childhood? " And where is the bosom friend, dearer than all * " Yet all its sad recollection suppressing, " One dying wish my lone bosom can draw...thee his blessing! " Land of my forefathers, Erin gu brath ! " Buried and cold when my heart stills her motion, " Green be thy fields, sweetest isle... | |
 | Daniel Dewar - 1812 - Страниц: 374
...draw : " Erin ! an exile bequeaths thee his blessing! *' Land of my forefathers, Erin gu brath ! " Buried and cold when my heart stills her motion, *' Green be thy fields, sweetest isle of the ocean ! " And thy harp-striking bards -sing aloud with de* votionj " Erin,... | |
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