 Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile), Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.  The task, Tirocinium, and other poems - Seite 213von William Cowper - 1872 - 264 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 Seiten
...desir'd, perhaps I might.... But no.. ..what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to...breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent o the floods that show Her beauteous fnrm reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 Seiten
...trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.— But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 Seiten
...'• Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — ! But no — what here we call our life is such, J So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. 142 ON THE RECEIPT OF, Sec. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 Seiten
...trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — But no- — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and....gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some weU-havened isle, Where spices breathe and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 Seiten
...desir'd, perhaps I might.— But no — what here we call our life is such, ' ' So little to he lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain .' ' Thy unhound spirit into honds again. .'' '. ..i i- 4 Thou, as a gallant hark from Alhion's edaSf " (The... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 Seiten
...desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no— what here we call our life Js such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some weli-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 494 Seiten
...might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, 4 That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, 90 Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1814 - 496 Seiten
...thon so mnch, That I shonld ill reqnite thee to coustrain Thy nubonnd spirit into bonds again. Thon, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some wcll-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasous smile, There sits qniescent on the floods,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 240 Seiten
...so to he desired, perhaps I might. — But no -What here we call our life is such, So little to he loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unhound spirit into honds again. Thou, as a gallant hark from Alhion's coast (The storms all weathered... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 448 Seiten
...trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thus, as a gallant hark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots... | |
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