 | William Cowper - 1835 - 406 páginas
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather "d and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well haven'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 420 páginas
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather 'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well haven 'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 páginas
...hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would 1 wish them here? I would not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I...much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbounded spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast, The storms all weather'd,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 páginas
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be 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 constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 436 páginas
...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...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 362 páginas
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross *d) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 438 páginas
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be 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 constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 448 páginas
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be 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 constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 534 páginas
..., would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be 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 constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 páginas
...here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I migh. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So...Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
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I would not 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 thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... 
