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" It is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flow; It is not grief that bids me moan; It is that I am all alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star... "
The Remains of Henry Kirke White: Of Nottingham, Late of St. John's College ... - Page 127
by Henry Kirke White - 1808 - 314 pages
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The Christian Library: A Weekly Republication of Popular Religious ..., Volume 3

Religion - 1835 - 440 pages
...pleasure of hi* friend's society, that I need not apologize for its iutiodnction here : — SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tenr to (low ; It is not grief that Mil-; me moan, It is, that I am all alone. Haddon to meet me on...
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The National Reader: A Selection of Exercises in Reading and Speaking ...

John Pierpont - Readers - 1835 - 278 pages
...strength of feeling, great Above all human estimate. LESSON LXIII. Solitude. — HENRY K. WHITE. T is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear...alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home ; Or, by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast....
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The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montombery, Lamb, and Kirke White ...

English poetry - 1836 - 514 pages
...truth I know not why, Or wherefore, I am sad. SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids the silent tear to flow ; It is not grief that bids me moan. It is that I am nil alone. In woods and glens I love lo roam. When the tired hedger hies him home ; Or by the woodland's...
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The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...rival each, the hero of his day. SOLITUDE. THE COMPLAINT. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids the silent tear to flow ; It is not grief that bids me...alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired'hedger hies him home ; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast....
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Sabbath Recreations: Or, Select Poetry of a Religious Kind

Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 304 pages
...rays divine disperse the gloom: Beyond the confines of the tomb, Appears the dawn of heaven! SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent...alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast....
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Sabbath Recreations: Or, Select Poetry of a Religious Kind

Emily Taylor - American poetry - 1839 - 306 pages
...confines of the tomb, Appears the dawn of heaven! There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, SOLITUDE. That bids this silent tear to flow; It is not grief...that bids me moan',— It is that I am all alone. IT is not that my lot is low, i In-woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home;...
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The Poetical Works of Rogers, Campbell, J. Montgomery, Lamb, and Kirke White

Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1839 - 510 pages
...truth I know not why, Or wherefore, I am sad. SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids the silent tear to flow ; It is not grief that bids me moan. It is that I ari all alone. In woods and glens I lore to roam. When the tired hedger hies him home , Or by the woodland's...
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The Reader's Manual: Designed for the Use of Common Schools in the United States

Elocution - 1840 - 322 pages
...upbraiding', Sigh mid the crowd. LESSON LV. SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low', That bids the silent tear to flow ; It is not grief that bids me...alone. In woods and glens I love to roam', When the tired hedger hies him home', Or by the woodland pool to rest', When, pale', the star looks on its breast....
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The Poetical Works of Henry Kirke White

Henry Kirke White - 1840 - 330 pages
...And so the tear-drop fills my eye, When yet in truth I know not why, Or wherefore I am sad. SOLITUDE. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flaw ; It is not grief that bids me moan ; It is that I am all alone. In woods and glens I love to...
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Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

American poetry - 1842 - 480 pages
...and shred the woods; Or, as it drifted soft and slow, Hurl in ten thousand shapes the snow. SOLITUDE. It is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent...alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast....
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