 On yon grey stone, that fronts the chancel door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble through the ring, When the heart danced, and life was in its spring; Alas I unconscious of the kindred earth, That faintly echoed to...  THE EARLY LIFE OF SAMUEL ROGERS - Page 220by P.W. CLAYDEN - 1887Full view - About this book
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1801 - 222 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door. Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more. Each eve we shot the marble thio' the ring, When die heart danc'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1801 - 208 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danc'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1802 - 308 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danc'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | English poetry - 1804 - 260 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon grey stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart dane'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - 1806 - 208 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danc'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1816 - 276 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danced, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of die kindred... | |
 | Samuel Rogers - English poetry - 1822 - 340 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon efface. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danced, and life was in its spring; Alas ! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1824 - 1062 pages
...trace The few fona lines that Time may soon efface. On yon grey stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring, When the heart danc'd, and life was in its spring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time mar moon e Пасе. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chanceldoor, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve we shot the marble thro' the ring. When the heart danced, and life was in its spring ; Alas! unconscious of the kindred... | |
 | Hope - 1836 - 388 pages
...trace The few fond lines that Time may soon e¿.ce. On yon gray stone, that fronts the chancel-door, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, Each eve...the ring, When the heart danced, and life was in its siring; Alas! unconscious of the kindred earth, That faintly echo'd to the voice of mirth. The glow-worm... | |
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