 | Lark - 1742 - 412 trang
...but how can he Then make it Day or Night ? My Day or Night my (elf I make, Whene'er I wake, or play , And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always Day. With heavy Sighs I often hear You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; But fure.with Patience I may bear A Loft I ne'er can know, Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1767 - 188 trang
...Potrà mai formar l'ore La notte e il giorno? My Day or Night myfelf I make , When e'er I wake or play , And could I ever keep awake , With me 'twere always...Day. With heavy Sighs , I often hear , You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; 'But fure , with Patience I may bear A J-ofs I ne'er can know . Then let not what I... | |
 | 1783 - 360 trang
...Stanley, organift of St. Andrews, Holbotn. My My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er I fleep or play And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear. You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 trang
...Wub With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my hap.cls woe; But fure with patience I can bear A lois I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind d L (troy ; VVhilfl thus l fing, l am a king, Although a puor blind hoy. § 54. Song. ROBERT DonstEv... | |
 | Apollo - 1800 - 224 trang
...but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myfelf I make, Whene'er 1 fleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe ; But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 trang
...day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe, But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind deftroy ; While thus I fing I am a king Although a poor blind boy. The COMPLAINTS of the POOR. *r-*r-*r-^... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 trang
...day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep awake With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn...patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then The Robin. 0 , Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy; While thus I sing, I am a... | |
 | 1819 - 394 trang
...warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always...thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. SONG XXIV. BY MR. COFFEY. WELCOME, welcome, brother debtor, To this poor but merry place, Where no... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 trang
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er 1 sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'tiverc always day, With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience 1 can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 418 trang
...warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always...thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. EDWARD MOORE. BORN 1712. — DIED 1757. EDWARD MOORE was the son of a dissenting clergyman at Abingdon,... | |
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twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy. 
