 twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy, Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.  Book of lessons for the use of schools - Página 136por Ireland commissioners of nat. educ - 1836Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Lark - 1742 - 412 páginas
...make it Day or Night ? My Day or Night my (elf I make, Whene'er I wake, or play , And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always Day. With heavy Sighs I often hear You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; But fure.with Patience I may bear A Loft I ne'er can know, Then let not what I cannot... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1767 - 188 páginas
...l'ore La notte e il giorno? My Day or Night myfelf I make , When e'er I wake or play , And could I ever keep awake , With me 'twere always Day. With heavy Sighs , I often hear , You mourn my hopelefs Woe ; 'But fure , with Patience I may bear A J-ofs I ne'er can know . Then let not what I... | |
 | William Burdon - 1805 - 108 páginas
...him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or. night myfelf I make Whene'er I fleep or play ; And could I always keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy fighs I often hear You mourn my haplefs woe, But fure with patience I can bear A lofs I ne'er can know.... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - 192 páginas
...you see ; You say the sun shines bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play, And could I always keep awake With me 't were always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience... | |
 | 1819 - 394 páginas
...things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 páginas
...day or night myself I make, Whene'er 1 sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'tiverc always day, With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience 1 can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1819 - 258 páginas
...bright : 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I inane, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I always keep...With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. t Then let not what I cannot have My... | |
 | Poetical monitor - 1819 - 168 páginas
...you see ; You say the sun shines bright; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night P My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play : \ And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. K2 With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 420 páginas
...things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night. My day or night myself I make, Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake, With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe... | |
 | 1820 - 190 páginas
...warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make When'er I sleep or playj And could I always keep awake With me 'twere always...with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. The Robin. 9 Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy ; While thus I sing, I am a king,... | |
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