 | John Aikin - 1791 - عدد الصفحات: 282
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wond'ring childhood into tears ! But seeming how, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy, once heard, and heard no more. SONNET XII. THE RHINE. 1 WAS morn, and beauteous on the mountain's brow, (Hung with bright clusters... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 142
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wond'ring childhood into tears! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. SONNET XII. * ON THE RHINE. 1 WAS morn, and beauteous on the mountain's brow, (Hung with bright clusters... | |
 | William Lisle Bowles - 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 208
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wond'ring childhood into tears ! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. SONNET XII. ON THE RIVER RHINE. J. WAS morn, and beauteous on the mountain's brow (Hung with the beamy... | |
 | Harold (fict.name.) - 1819 - عدد الصفحات: 952
...mingling chime " First woke kit wond'ring childhood into tears ; " But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, " The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more.' All about the castle was silence, and solitude ; the windows were chiefly closed, the gates fastened,... | |
 | William Hone - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 858
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. " The Times"* has a literary corres- a parish bell," it has occurred to me tliw pondent, who communicates... | |
 | 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...their mingling chime First woke my wondering childhood into tears! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. A DESCRIPTION OF SOUTH AMERICAN SCENERY. Summer was in its prime ; — the parrot -flocks Darkened... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 868
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, . The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. " The Times"* has a literary cones- a parish bell," it has occurred to me that pondent, who communicates... | |
 | William Pulleyn - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...their moigloig chime First wak'd my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more." Besides the common way of tolling bells, there is also ringing, which is a kind of chimes nsed on various... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...their mingling chime First wak'd my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, The sounds of joy once heard, and heard no more. WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES. 0 TIME, who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on sorrow's wound, and slowly... | |
 | William Cowper - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 404
...enough the gentle hand That rear'd us. At a thoughtless age allured But seeming now when all those days are o'er The sounds of joy, once heard, and heard no more. Bowles. At Ostend. * In whose look severe, Whea angry most he seem'd, and most severe, What else but... | |
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... tide They fling their melancholy music wide; Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer days, and those delightful years When by my native streams, in life's fair prime, The mournful magic of their mingling chime First waked my wondering childhood... 
