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" With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away! "
Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of ... - Sivu 16
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Beauties of Cowper: To which are Prefixed, a Life of the Author and ...

William Cowper - 1801 - 280 sivua
...pass'd With me but .roughly since 1 heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me;...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles...

Poems, Nide 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 310 sivua
...has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine.. ..thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ;...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same....

The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Nide 3

William Cowper - 1806 - 226 sivua
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me...intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize, he art that baffles time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same....

Poems, Nide 2

William Cowper - 1806 - 300 sivua
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me;...they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears awsy!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that...

Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Nide 3

Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 sivua
...has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me...say, ' Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles...

Select Reviews, and Spirit of the Foreign Magazines, Nide 2

Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 sivua
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me;...' Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those clear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles...

Variety, Or, Selections and Essays: Consisting of Anecdotes, Curious Facts ...

Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 sivua
...thy fears away ! The meek intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim, To quench...the same. " Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, Oh, welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate,...

Specimens of the British poets, Nide 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 sivua
...all thy fears away!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortaliae. The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench...still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, O welcome guest, though unexpected here! Who liitlil.it me honour with an artless soug, Affectionate,...

Poems, Nide 2

William Cowper - 1810 - 384 sivua
...fears away !" ' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the heart that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench...one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour with an artless songAffectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly...

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1809 - 448 sivua
...has passed With me hut roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me...say, 'Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away." The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles...




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