...stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from you hlow A momentary hliss hestow, As, waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe. And redolent of joy and youth. To hreathe a second spring. Say, father Thames (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting...

...stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from you blow A momentary bliss bestow, As, waving fresh their gladsome wing. My weary soul they seem to soothe;...redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, father Thames (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting on thy margeut green,...

...stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow ; As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joys and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, fether THAMES, (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly...

...stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe....redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, father Thames ! for thou hast seen. Full many a sprightly race, Disporting on thy margent green,...

...that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As sporting blythe on gladsome wing, My weary soul ye seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring ! But our regard at parting with those endearments is increased by the prospect of I the future, and...

...stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe,...redolent of joy and youth, > To breathe a second spring!" purpose : ' I have, in my passage to the grave, met with most of those joys of which a discoursive...

...Where once my careless childhood stray'd A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from you blow, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring." As to the recollections of misfortune, they are numerous in the works of Young. But why do they appear...

...Where once my careless childhood strayM A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from you blow, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring." As to, the recollections of misfortune, they are numerous in the works of Young. But why do they appear...

...gales that from yon blow A momentary bliss bestow, As, waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary sonl they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring. Say, father Thames (for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race, Disporting on thy marges! green,...

...stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth TV bicftthe a second spring. GRAY '*--- JUVENILE RECOLLECTIONS. FROM the cradle to the grave we trace...