 And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing...  Rob of the Bowl: A Legend of St. Inigoe's - Page 9by John Pendleton Kennedy - 1860 - 432 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Johann Joachim Eschenaburg - Literature - 1789 - 484 pages
...way, Along thy glades a folitary gueft, The hollow founding bittern guards its neft Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in fhapelefs ruin all And the long grafs o'ertops the mouldering wall. Near : SSefdjrei'Bcn&e ©ebidjte.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - Essays - 1792 - 308 pages
...folitary gueft, The hollow- founding bittern guards it's neft ; Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing ffies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in fhapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o'ertops the mould'ring wall ; And trembling, fblinking from... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1794 - 124 pages
...Along thy glades, a folitary gueft, The hollow-founding bittern guards its neft ; Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries ; Sunk are thy bowers in fliapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o'ertops the mould'ring wall ; And, trembling, flu inking from... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 574 pages
...Along thy glades, a folitary gueft, The hollow-founding bittern guaids its neft ; " Amidft thy defert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in (hapelefs ruin all, And the long grafs o ertop* the mould'ring wall; And trembling, flirinking... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1800 - 192 pages
...But, choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks...tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring wall, And trembling, shrinking... | |
 | English poetry - 1800 - 322 pages
...But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest: Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaryM cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1803 - 192 pages
...But, chok'd with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1804 - 114 pages
...But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks...shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away thy children leave... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - English poetry - 1805 - 264 pages
...But chok'd with sedges works its weary way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest ; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 330 pages
...But choak'd with sedges, works its weedy way Along thy glades a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest : Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvary'd cries. Sunk are thy bow'rs in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mould'ring... | |
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