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" She gazed as I slowly withdrew, My path I could hardly discern; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. "
French poets - Page 158
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Boswell's Life of Johnson: Tour to the Hebrides (1773) and Journey into ...

James Boswell - Hebrides (Scotland) - 1786 - 552 pages
...through them. I repeated the stanza, ' She gazed as I slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return3.' He said, ' That seems to be pretty.' I observed that Shenstone, from his short maxims in...
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The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces ..., Volume 1

Great Britain - 1804 - 716 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd, as I slowly withdrew, My path I could hardly discern ; > So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. In the second this passage has its prettiness, though it be not equal to the former : I have found...
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The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - Love poetry, English - 1806 - 204 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart: She gaz'd, as I slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. The pilgrim that journeys all day To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is happy,...
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Poétique anglaise, Volume 2

Albin Joseph U. Hennet - 1806 - 472 pages
...me depart. .'•••.. '. ,' She gaz'd , as I slowly withdrew , My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu I thought that she bade me return. * SiiENs-roNr. , absence, a pastoral batlad. 84. CAWTHORN, . Né à Shefdeld en 1720. Mort à en 1761,...
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The Journal of a Tour to the Hebrides, with Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

James Boswell - Hebrides (Scotland) - 1807 - 496 pages
...through them. I repeated the stanza, She gazed as I slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. he said. " That seems to be pretty." I observed that Shenstone, from his short maxims in prose, appeared...
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The cabinet of poetry, containing the best entire pieces in the works of the ...

Cabinet - 1808 - 524 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart, She gaz'd, as 1 slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. The pilgrim that journeys all day, To visi! some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is...
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Vocal Poetry: Or, A Select Collection of English Songs. To which is Prefixed ...

John Aikin - Ballads, English - 1810 - 330 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart. She gazed, as I slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. The pilgrim that journeys all day To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relic away, Is happy,...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Watts, A. Philips ...

Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1810 - 556 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd, as 1 slowly withdrew : My path 1 could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. The pilgrim that journeys all day To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away. Is happy,...
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Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - Ballads, English - 1810 - 508 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd, as I slowly withdrew ; My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly s~he bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. The pilgrim that journeys all day To visit some faivdistant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is happy,...
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Watts, A. Philips, West, Collins, Dyer, Shenstone, Young

Alexander Chalmers - English poetry - 1810 - 554 pages
...with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd, as I slowly withdrew : My path I could hardly discern ; So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. Che pilgrim that journeys all day To visit some far distant shrine, f he bear but a relique away, Is...
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