...all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom bounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O bless'd retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care, that never must be mine, How happy...

...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations pass'd, Here to return—and die at'home at last. O...

...voice, which assure me. of the sincerity of a heart equally tender and faithful !" . ; CHAPCHAPTER II. And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes — my long vexations past — Here to return, and die at home at last....

...had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down : And as a hare, when hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last ! An apology...

...book-learn'd skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw; And, as an :/ X :/ O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreats from care that never must be mine, How blest...

...dissatisfied with myself, and wearied with a world, the .pleasures of which I could never find, I determined, ——"my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.—" There is something in the place . of our birth, some feeling allied to the scenes of our infancy, which...

...Around my fire an evening group to draw. And tell of all I felt, and all I saw: And, as a hare when hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return— ana die at home at last. О...

...book-learn'd skill ; Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw : And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants...past, Here to return — and die at home at last. O blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Retreat from care, tliat never roust be mine » How blest...

...he had ever looked forward to this beloved spot, as the haven of repose for the evening of his days. And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants...vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last. With these expectations he returns, after the lapse of several years, and finds the village deserted...

...all I saw ; And as a hare, whom bounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last. 0 blest retirement, friend to life's decline, Tletreats from care, that never must be mine, How blest...