 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1852 - 446 lehte
...Then let the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fire-side! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and cans Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there ; There all is cheerful,... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 800 lehte
...sleep his mother's eyes doth hide ; Where may Love seek a fitter shrine Than thou, my own fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there : There all is cheerful, calm, and fair : Wrath, Envy,... | |
 | 1871 - 146 lehte
...sleep his mother's eyes doth hide ; Where may Lore seek a fitter shrine Than thou — my own fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife and care; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there : There all is cheerful, calm and fair ; Wrath, Envy,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1853 - 766 lehte
...let the churlish tempest chide, — It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fire-side ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there — There all is cheerful, calm, and fair : Wrath, envy,... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1853 - 290 lehte
...Then let the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there ; There all is cheerful, calm, and fair ; Wrath, Envy,... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 208 lehte
...Then let the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fire-side ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there ; There all is cheerful, calm, and fair ; Wrath, envy,... | |
 | John Frost - 1855 - 462 lehte
...Then let the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own Fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife,, and care , Though thunder clouds the sky deform, Their fury cannot reach me there. There all is cheerful, calm, and fair,... | |
 | Half hours - 1856 - 676 lehte
...refuge ever from tho storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-clouds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there; There all is cheerful, calm and fair ; Wrath, envy, malice, strife, or pride, Hath never made its hated lair, By thee — my own fire-side ! Thy... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 lehte
...sleep his mother's eyes doth hide ; Where may Love seek a fitter shrine Than thou, my own fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-elouds the skics deform, Their fury caunot reach me there : There all is cheerful, calm, and... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1858 - 420 lehte
...Then lot the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fireside ! My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ; Though thunder-clonds the skies deform, Their fury cannot reach me there ; There all is cheerful, calm, and... | |
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The shelter of thy hallowed hearth ; To thoughts of quiet bliss give birth : Then let the churlish tempest chide, It cannot check the blameless mirth That glads my own fireside. My refuge ever from the storm Of this world's passion, strife, and care ;... 
