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" I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from... "
Poems - Side 330
av William Cowper - 1812
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1814 - 268 sider
...сгаэз behold they are laid, And the tree is my «eat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him...where his melody charm'd me before-, . Resounds with bis sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And 1 must ere long He as...
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Poems by William Cowper ...

William Cowper - 1814 - 480 sider
...the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him...screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'dm* before, Resonnds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fngitive years are all hasting...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1815
...the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shad*. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him...lie as lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a s' Ere another such grove shall ari1 'Tit a sight to engage me, if any thing can, To muse on the...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1817
...from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charmed me hefore, * Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away,...must ere long lie as lowly as they, With a turf on my hreast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead. 'Tis a sight to engage...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1817
...grass hehold they are hud, • And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The hlackhird has fled to another retreat. Where the hazels afford him...screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charmed me hefore, Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty no more. My fngitive years are all hasting...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1818
...the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him...And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Kesounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere...
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The minor poems of William Cowper

William Cowper - 1818
...the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him...screen from the heat, And the scene where his melody ckarm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting...
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Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and ..., Volumer 1-3

1818
...grass the j were laid, And I sate on the trees under which IW strayed. The blackbird has sought out another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat; And the scene where his notes have oft chsrm'd me before, Shall resound with his smooth-flowing ditt; no more. My fugitive...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1818 - 420 sider
...screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charmed me before, Resounds with his sweet flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie lowly as they, With a turf on my breast, and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1820 - 24 sider
...that once lent me a shade. • «e blackbird has fled to another retreat, * here the hazels aiford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody cbarm'd me before, Hewunds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. •"' v fngitive years are all hasting...
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