 | 1809 - 572 sider
...gone thatcropt its flowers! Unheard their clock repeats its hours!— Cold is the hearth within their bowers! — And should we thither roam, Its echoes,...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead! Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quafil; And by my side, in battle... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1809 - 148 sider
...flowers ! ' Unheard their clock repeats its hours! — f Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs! — ' And should we thither roam, ' Its echoes, and its...empty tread, ' Would sound like voices from the dead! XXXVIII. ' Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, ' Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd; ' And by... | |
 | Richard Cumberland - 1809 - 518 sider
...flow'rs ! " ' Unheard the clock repeats its hours ! " ' Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs ! *' ' And should we thither roam, " ' Its echoes, and its...empty tread " ' Would sound like voices from the dead! " ' Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, '' ' Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'ds " ' And by... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 sider
...that cropt its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! — Cold is the hearth within their bowers ! — And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would gound like voices from the dead ! XXXVIII. " Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my... | |
 | 1809 - 914 sider
...that cropt its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! — told is the hearth within their bowers !— And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, \Vould sound like voices from the dead ! XXXVIII. " Or shall we cross yon mountains bine, Whose streams... | |
 | 1810 - 438 sider
...flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! — Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs ! — And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! XXXVIII. ' Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaff 'd ; And by... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 266 sider
...cropt its flowers: * Unheard their clock repeats its hours! ' Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs! ' And should we thither roam, ' Its echoes, and its...empty tread, * Would sound like voices from the dead! XXXVIII. 'Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, ' Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd; ' And by... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1810 - 272 sider
...: VOL. I. E 73 ' Unheard their clock repeats its hours! ' Cold is the hearth within their bow'rs! ' And should we thither roam, ' Its echoes, and its...empty tread, ' Would sound like voices from the dead! XXXVIII. ' Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, ' Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd; ' And by... | |
 | 1809 - 448 sider
...its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours !—- Cold is the hearth withm their howers ! — And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! XXXVHI. " Or shall we cross yon mountains hlue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaffed; And hy my... | |
 | 1821 - 456 sider
...gone that cropt its flowers ! Unheard their clock repeats its hours ! Cold is the hearth within their bowers ! And, should we thither roam, Its echoes,...empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead. " CAMPBELL. THE spirit of my soul is chang'd, My thoughts have ta'en a sadder hue, ,' . Since last... | |
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And should we thither roam, Its echoes, and its empty tread, Would sound like voices from the dead ! Or shall we cross yon mountains blue, Whose streams my kindred nation quaff'd! 
