Support me, every friend ; Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas! each friend of mine, My dear departed love, so much was thine, That none has any comfort to bestow. My books, the best relief In every other grief,... The Soldier's Orphan - Seite 46von Mrs. Costello - 1809Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 Seiten
...well-earn'd praise, Unshared by thee, no more my lifeless thoughts could raise. For my distracted mind What succour can I find ? On whom for consolation shall I call ? Support me, every friend ; Your kind assistance lend, To hear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas ! each friend... | |
| George Gilfillan - 1860 - 362 Seiten
...well-earned praise, Unshared by thee, no more my lifeless thoughts could raise. For my distracted mind What succour can I find? On whom for consolation shall I call? Support me, every friend; Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas! each friend... | |
| Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 Seiten
...well-earn'd praiso, Unshared by thoe, no more my lifeless thoughts could raise. For my distracted mind ill'd with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatc every friend ; Your kind assistance lenu% To bear the weight of thU oppressive w oe. Alas ! each friend... | |
| George Gilfillan - 1881 - 368 Seiten
...well-earned praise, Unshared by thee, no more my lifeless thoughts could raise. For my distracted mind What succour can I find? On whom for consolation shall I call? Support me, every friend ; Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas! each friend... | |
| Ernest Alfred Vizetelly - 1915 - 396 Seiten
...case also, his mother being one of the Temples of Stowe. 104 LOVES OF THE POETS For my distracted mind What succour can I find? On whom for consolation shall I call? Support me every friend, Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe ! Alas ! each friend... | |
| David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 Seiten
...well-earn'd praise, Unshar'd by thee, no more my lifeless thoughts could raise. For my distracted mind What succour can I find ? On whom for consolation shall I call ? Support me, ev'ry friend, Your kind assistance lend To bear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas ! each friend... | |
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