 There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones — " thou blessed child ! When, young and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee — but now — " He hung his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's...  The Ladies' Companion - Trang 781840Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | Edmund Burke - 1819 - 822 trang
...his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless... | |
 | 1817 - 576 trang
...his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.' We... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1817 - 414 trang
...his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. « There's... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1818 - 1264 trang
...his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept— he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. " There's... | |
 | 1833 - 636 trang
...Jinis, so it is with man, he is horn to die, and so he finishes his course in this world. RESOLUTION. Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose henign, redeeming flow. Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. 3/oore. E George Stanly, in his youth,... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 trang
...head — • each nobler aim, And hope and feeling , which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came , Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept! Blest tears of soul -felt penitence! Jn whose benign , redeeming ßow Is felt the ßrst, the only sense Of guiltless... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 428 trang
...his Lead — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. " There's... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 422 trang
...his head— each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. " There's... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 trang
...his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence, In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. " There... | |
 | Solomon Piggott - 1824 - 422 trang
...his head — each nobler aim. And hope, and feeling, that had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept ! — he wept! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence, From whose benign redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can... | |
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