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...childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ; 1 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, To breathe a second spring i: " The stillness of the morning...

...stray'd, ' A stranger yet to pain ! I fool 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, To breathe a seeond spring. Say, father Thames, for thou hast...

...hills ! ah, pleasing shade ! Ah, fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow 15 A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth,...

...Where once my carelefs childhood stray'4 A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from you blow My weary soul they seem to sooth , And redolent of joy and youth To breath a second spring. « O heureuse colline ! O doux ombrage ! 0 champs » aimés en vain , champs...

...AVhere once my carelefs childhood stray'd A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from you blow My weary soul they seem to sooth , And redolent of joy and youth To breath a second spring. « 0 heureuse colline ! 0 doux ombrage ! O champs » aimés en vain , champs...

...may say with the poet, that still " I feel the goales 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, To breathe a second spring." Glasgow, like many of the cities...

...hills ! ah, pleasing shade ! Ah, fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A 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 sooth,...

...hills ! ah, pleasing shade ! Ah, fields beloved in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, 1 King Henry the Sixth, founder of the College. As waving fresh their...

...hills ! ah, pleasing shade ! Ah, fields belov'd in vain ! Where once ray careless childhood stray 'd, A 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 sooth,...