 | Charles Johnston, Peter Johnston - Indian captivities - 1827 - 276 pages
...to leave one look b. hind! Oh ! I have thought, and thinking sigh'd, How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, .Who roams...thy water's brim ! Through what alternate shades of wo, And flow'rs of joy, my path may go ; How many an humble ptill retreat May rise to court my weary... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1827 - 426 pages
...м*гя1Т.*и. Oh! I Iwve thought, and thinking sigh'd— How like to ihre, tbou restless tide! MJV be the lot, the life of him. Who roams along thy water's brim! Through what altenute shadr« of woe And Hovers of joy my path may go! How many an humble, still retreat May ri*e... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1829 - 456 pages
...m* Vet it «JTenly-als. Oh! I have thought, and thinking sigh'd— How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams...my weary feet, While still pursuing, still unblest, 1 wandc* on, nor dare to rest ! But, urgent as the doom that calls Thy water to its destined falls,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - Readers - 1831 - 236 pages
...look behind : — Oh ! I have thought — and, thinking, 'sigh'd — How like to thee, thou 'restless tide ! May be the 'lot, the life of him Who 'roams along thy water's 'brim ; Thro' what 'alternate shades of wo, And flow'rs of joy, my path may go ; How many an humble, still... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - Readers - 1833 - 286 pages
...be the lot, the life of him, Who roams along thy water's brim! Through what alternate shades of wo, And flowers of joy, my path may go! How many an humble,...doom that calls Thy water to its destined falls, I see the world's bewildering force Hurry my heart's devoted course From lapse to lapse, till life be... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1833 - 274 pages
...TWELFTH. The Path of Life. Oh! I have thought, and thinking sighed — How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams...thy water's brim! Through what alternate shades of wo, And flowers of joy, my path may go! How many an humble, still retreat May rise to court my. weary... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 pages
...wonderful cataracts exhibit. Oh ! I have thought, and thinking, sigh'd— How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams...woe, And flowers of joy my path may go ! How many a humble still retreat May rise to court my weary feet, While still pursuing, still unblest, I wander... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - Readers - 1838 - 242 pages
...the life of him, Who 'roams along thy water's 'brim; Thro' what 'alternate shades of wo, And flow'rs of joy, my path may go; How many an humble, still...'retreat May rise to 'court my weary feet; While, still pursuing—still 'unblest, I wander on, nor dare to rest; But urgent, as the 'doom that calls Thy water... | |
 | English poetry - 1840 - 378 pages
...leave one look behind ! Oh ! I have thought, and, thinking, sigh'd, How like to thee, thou restless tide ! May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams...thy water's brim ! Through what alternate shades of wo. And flowers of joy my path may go ! How many a humble, still retreat, May rise to court my weary... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1840 - 394 pages
...leave one look behind, — Oft have I thought, and thinking sigh'd, How like to thee, thou restless tide, May be the lot, the life of him Who roams along thy water's brim ; Through what alternate wastes of woe And flowers of joy my path may go ; How many a shelter'd, calm retreat May woo the while... | |
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May be the lot, the life of him, Who roams along thy water's brim ! Through what alternate shades of woe, And flowers of joy my path may go ! How many an humble, still retreat May rise to court my weary feet, While still pursuing, still unblest, I wander... 
