 | 1828
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...far, thy prayers ascend for me. Then on ? then on 1 where duty leads, my course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's... | |
 | James Silk Buckingham - 1828 - 628 pagini
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kmd approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 pagini
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...onward still. O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 608 pagini
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1828 - 626 pagini
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...onward still, | O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet... | |
 | 1828 - 608 pagini
...pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind, approving eye, Thy meek, attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorali's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 568 pagini
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...course be onward still, O'er broad Hindostan's sultry mead, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For... | |
 | William Brittainham Lacey - 1828 - 308 pagini
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | Reginald Heber - 1828 - 340 pagini
...my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star Beholds me on my...on ! where duty leads, My course be onward still, On broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er black Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates,... | |
 | 1828 - 598 pagini
...my pencil try, the lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, thy meek attentive ear. But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my...ascend for me. Then on ! then on ! where duty leads, my cmir.,e be onward still, ' O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course,... | |
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I lay, and woo the cooler wind. " I miss thee when by Gunga's stream my twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. 
