 Would'st 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 desir'd, perhaps I might.  The Poems of William Cowper - Sivu 400tekijä(t) William Cowper - 1828 - 427 sivuaKoko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 sivua
...them, would I wish them here ? 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 466 sivua
...Might one wish bring 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—...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 - 1819 - 306 sivua
...delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might.— JJut no — what here we call our life is such, ''.' little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should...spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from \lbion 's eoast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots' into port at some well-haven'd... | |
 | William Cowper - 1869 - 306 sivua
...Might one wish bring 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...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, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1821 - 556 sivua
...Might one wish bring 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 loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite lhee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 310 sivua
...desired, perhaps T 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...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 450 sivua
...Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delightj Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might — But no...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean croas'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile.... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 446 sivua
...them, would I wish them here i 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... | |
 | Author of the Buxton diamonds - 1824 - 160 sivua
...would I wish them here ? „ , 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 thon so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 sivua
...brins them, would I wish them 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... | |
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