| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 páginas
...represt Heav'n sends misfortunes; why should we repine? 'Tis Heav'n has bro't me | to the state you see; And your condition | may be soon like mine, The child...me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted was my corn. My daughter, once the comfort of my age, Lurd by a villain | from her native home, Ts cast, abandon'd,... | |
| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 páginas
...Heav'n sends misfortunes ; why should we repine ? 'Tis Heav'n has bro't me | to the state you see; And your condition [ may be soon like mine, The child...paternal lot; Then, like the lark, I sprightly hail'd the raoru; But ah ! oppression | forc'd me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted ivas my corn. My daughter,... | |
| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 páginas
...Heav'n sends misfortunes ; why should we repine T 'Tie Heav'n has bro't me | to the state you tee ; And your condition | may be soon like mine, The child...little farm | was my paternal lot; Then, like the lark, 1 sprightly hail'd the morn; But al» ! oppression | forc'd me from my cot, My eattle died, and blighted... | |
| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 páginas
...mwu, The child of sorrow j and of misery. A little farm j was my paternal lot ; Then, like the lark, 1 sprightly hail'd the morn; But ah ! oppression | forc'd...me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted was my corn. My daughter, once the comfort of my age, Lur:d by a villain | from her native home, Is cast,... | |
| Lyman Cobb - 1845 - 252 páginas
...7. Heaven sends misfortunes; why should we repine ? 'Tis Heaven has brought me to the state you see; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery. 8. A little farm was my paternal lot ; Then, like the lark, I sprightly hailed the morn : But, ah !... | |
| C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 398 páginas
...your condition ) may be S»KJM like mine, The child of sorrow | and of misery. A litlle farm | wns my paternal lot; Then, like the lark, I sprightly hail'd the morn; Bui ah! oppression | forc'd me from my cot. My cattle died, and blighted wus my corn. My daughter,... | |
| William Linwood - 1846 - 372 páginas
...morsel of their bread, A pampered menial drove me from their door, To seek a shelter in an humbler shed. A little farm was my paternal lot ; Then, like the lark, I sprightly hailed the morn ; But, ah ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted was my... | |
| William Linwood - 1846 - 342 páginas
...of their bread, Л pampered menial drove me from their door, To seek a shelter in an humbler shed. A little farm was my paternal lot ; Then, like the lark, I sprightly hailed the morn ; But, ah ! oppression foreed me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted was my... | |
| William Linwood - 1846 - 340 páginas
...of their bread, Л pampered menial drove me from their door, To seek a shelter in an humbler shed. A little farm was my paternal lot ; Then, like the lark, I sprighth hailed the morn ; But, ah ! oppression forced me from my cot ; My cattle died, and blighted... | |
| Isaac Watts - 1847 - 76 páginas
...Heaven sends misfortunes; why should we repine ? 'Tis heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child...was my paternal lot, Then like the lark I sprightly hailed the morn ; But, ah! oppression forc'd me from my cot, My cattle died, and blighted was my corn.... | |
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