 | 1828
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on ? then on 1 where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's... | |
 | Reginald Heber - Bishops - 1828 - 568 pages
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...broad Hindostan's sultry mead, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet the bliss us both awaits... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 608 pages
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...course be onward still. O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - Great Britain - 1828 - 628 pages
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kmd approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | 1828 - 608 pages
...pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind, approving eye, Thy meek, attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorali's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 608 pages
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1828 - 626 pages
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...course be onward still, | O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - Elocution - 1828 - 308 pages
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | Reginald Heber - Hymns, English - 1828 - 340 pages
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | 1828 - 598 pages
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...ascend for me. Then on ! then on ! where duty leads, my cmir.,e be onward still, ' O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course,... | |
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But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me. 
