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" 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 400
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Poems of William Cowper, Esq., with a New Memoir: Compiled from Johnson ...

William Cowper - 1846 - 284 sivua
...Might one wish bring them, would I wtsh 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,...

The Mother's Assistant and Young Lady's Friend, Niteet 8–9

1846
...them, would I wish them here f 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...

A garland of poems for the young

Garland - 1847 - 96 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...Albion's coast, The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'il, Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile...

Poems, with a memoir of the author

William Cowper - 1847
...be desired, perbaps ! 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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather d and the ocean cross'dl, Shoots into port at some well haveu'd isle, Where spices breathe,...

Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Nide 3

Half hours - 1847
...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 them so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds...

The Hemans Reader for Female Schools: Containing Extracts in Prose and Poetry

Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 480 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...

The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory Observations...

George Croly - 1849 - 395 sivua
...them, would 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...

The Rhetorical Reader: Consisting of Instructions for Regulating the Voice ...

Ebenezer Porter - 1835 - 304 sivua
...would I wish them here 1 I would not trust my heart — the dear delight 10 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...

Poems

William Cowper - 1850 - 514 sivua
...and stroke my head and smile) But no — what here \ve call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to...again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (That storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where...

A Book for Mothers, Or Biographical Sketches of the Mothers of Great and ...

Charlotte Eliza Sargeant - 1850 - 144 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 1 should ill-requite tbee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds...




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