 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 страница
...door, And thus, to gain their willing car, A feeble voice was heard t' implore: " 2 The Beggar Man. " Cold blows the blast across the moor, The sleet drives...behind. " My eyes are weak and dim with age, No road, no path, can I descry, And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement sky. " So faint... | |
 | John Sabine - 1810 - 308 страница
...tapping at the bolted door. And thus, to gain their willing ear, A feeble voice was heard t'implore : " Cold blows the blast across the moor,. The sleet drives...behind. " My eyes are weak and dim with age, . "No road, no path, can I descry, And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement sky. " So faint... | |
 | 1820 - 190 страница
...door ; And thus, to gain their willing ear, A feeble voice was heard t'implore : 2 The Beggar Man. " Cold blows the blast across the moor ; The sleet drives...behind. " My eyes are weak and dim with age.; No road, no path, can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement sky. " So faint... | |
 | William Pinnock - 1822 - 252 страница
...the bolted door, And thus, to gain their willing ear, • A feeble voice was heard t' implore ; 3. " Cold blows the blast across the moor, The sleet drives...mountain lies before, . A dreary, treeless waste behind; 4. " My eyes are weak and dim with age, No road, no path, can I descry, And these poor rags ill stand... | |
 | Poetical ladder - 1827 - 94 страница
...tapping at the bolted door ; And thus, to gain their willing ear, A feeble voice was heard t' implore : " Cold blows the blast across the moor : The sleet drives...behind. " My eyes are weak and dim with age ; No road, no path can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement eky. " So faint... | |
 | Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 страница
...thus, to gain their willing ear, A feeble voice waa V " Cold blows the blast across the moor, The fleet drives hissing in the wind ; Yon toilsome mountain...behind. My eyes are weak, and dim with age, No road, no path, can I descry, And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement sky. So faint... | |
 | Moral and sacred poetry - 1829 - 326 страница
...drives hissing in the wind : Yon toilsome moan tain lies hefore, A dreary, treeless waste hehind. " My eyes are weak and dim with age, No road or path can I desery; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen, inclement sky. " So faint I am — these... | |
 | Andrew Thomson - 1835 - 302 страница
...tapping at the bolted door, And thus, to gain their willing ear, A feeble voice was heard implore : " Cold blows the blast across the moor, The sleet drives hissing in the wind ; . ; i Yon toilsome mountain lies before, , , ••. i' A dreary treeless waste 'behind. ••.... | |
 | Ireland commissioners of nat. educ - 1836 - 188 страница
...tapping at the bolted door, And thus to gain their willing ear A feeble voice was heard implore : " Cold blows the blast across the moor, The sleet drives...behind,,. " My eyes are weak and dim with age, No road, no path can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen inclement sky. "So faint... | |
 | William Russell - 1843 - 192 страница
...the blast across the moor, The sleet drives hissing in the wind : Yon toilsome mountain lies befdre, A dreary, treeless waste, behind. My eyes are weak,...dim with age, — No road or path can I descry ; And my poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen, inclement sky. So faint I am, — these tottering feet... | |
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My eyes are weak and dim with age ; No road, no path can I descry ; And these poor rags ill stand the rage Of such a keen, inclement sky. ' So faint I am, these tottering feet No more my feeble frame can bear ; My sinking heart forgets to beat, And drifting... 
