 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When s'cep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes ; Thi- world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Daphais lies. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes... | |
 | Robert Chambers - English literature - 1851 - 764 pages
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of ere. When ters wasted them while they were free, And many a...up realms to deserts : not so thou ; Unchangeable ; Bet in the hopes of an eternal day, Till the long night is gone, and the last morn arise. JOHN LOCAN.... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1852 - 322 pages
...cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes 5 The ,world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Daplmis lies. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes!... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Scotland - 1853 - 366 pages
...There let me wander at the elose of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and its busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphnis lies. There let mo sleep forgotten in the elay, When death shall shut these weary aching «yes, Rest in the hope of... | |
 | Book - 1854 - 496 pages
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve. When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes : The world...busy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphne lies. There let me sleep, forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary aching eyes;... | |
 | English poetry - 1854 - 608 pages
...the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep site dewy on the laborer's eyes; The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Daphne lies. There let me sleep, forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary, aching eyes;... | |
 | Scottish ballads and songs - 1854 - 606 pages
...the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the laborer's eyes; The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Daphne lies. There let me sleep, forgotten in the clay, When death shall shut these weary, aching eyes;... | |
 | Authors, English - 1855 - 834 pages
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve. When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes ; The world and all its busy tollies leave, And talk with wisdom where my Daphnis lies. There let me sleep forgotten in the clay,... | |
 | Scotland. [Appendix. - Miscellaneous.] - English poetry - 1856 - 602 pages
...the laborer's eyes; The world and all its busy follies leave, And talk with Wisdom where my Daphne lies. There let me sleep, forgotten in the clay, When...aching eyes: Rest in the hopes of an eternal day, Til] the long night is gone, and the last morn arise. (FROM A LONG POKJI ENTITLED "LOCHLEVEN.") " How... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English essays - 1856 - 356 pages
...reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the close of eve, When sleep sits dewy on the labourer's eyes, The world and all its b'nsy follies leave, And talk with wisdom where my DAPHNIS lies. There let me sleep, forgotten, in... | |
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Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the churchyard's lonely mound, Where melancholy with still silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground. There let me wander at the shut of eve. 
