 | Scottish songs - 1852 - 356 pages
...his recollections in these Impassioned lines (" To Mary in Heaven"). — Hi: CUERIE. ROBERT RURNS. That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallow'd...Ah, little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling fciss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods thick'ning green The fragrant birch and hawthorn... | |
 | N. L. Ferguson - Gift books - 1852 - 286 pages
...this breast ? BURNS AND HIS HIGHLAND MARY. That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one...! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn... | |
 | N. L. Ferguson - Gift books - 1852 - 284 pages
...forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ? JSternity will not efface Those .records dear of transports...! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn... | |
 | English essays - 1852 - 782 pages
...thou the groans that rend this breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget, Can I. forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one...of parting love ! " Eternity will not efface Those record« dear oí transporte past ; 342 343 Thy ¡mage at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we... | |
 | Poetry - 1912 - 432 pages
...Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one...little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening green; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn... | |
 | Robert D. Blackman - American literature - 1912 - 1230 pages
...Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one...little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning green ! • This celebrated poem was... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - Poets, Scottish - 1912 - 154 pages
...dear departed shade! 5 Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred...hour can I forget? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, 10 Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love? Eternity will not efface Those... | |
 | American poetry - 1912 - 432 pages
...dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love! Eternity will not... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1913 - 632 pages
...dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred...! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thick'ning green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn... | |
 | Delphian Society - 1913 - 566 pages
...dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? That sacred hour can I forget, Can I forget the hallow 'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not... | |
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Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast... 
