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

William Cowper - 1846 - 310 sivua
...Norfolk, the gift of my cousin Ann Bodham. 0 THAT those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To queuch it,) here shines on me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear,...

Key to the Questions and exercises adapted to Hiley's English grammar

Richard Hiley - 1846 - 144 sivua
...12, illustrate Personification. Ex. 13. " Oh, that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last ; Those lips are...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 it,) here...

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

1846 - 332 sivua
...EDITOR. ON THE RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE. O THAT those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...

A garland of poems for the young

Garland - 1847 - 104 sivua
...NORFOLK, THE GIFT OP MY COUSIN, .ANNE BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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 it,)...

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

Half hours - 1847 - 580 sivua
...at Westminster, and that he died in 1800.] O that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...

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

Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 sivua
...and lost. LESSON CIV. MY MOTHER'S PICTURE. 0 THAT those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...

The Juvenile companion, and Sunday-school hive [afterw.] The ..., Niteet 7–8

1854 - 672 sivua
...immortal tribute to her memory and worth — " O that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd "With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...

The Complete Poetical Works of William Cowper ...: Including the Copyright ...

William Cowper - 1849 - 740 sivua
...NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COC8IN, ANNE BODHAM. O THAT those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...

The Poems of William Cowper

William Cowper - 1849 - 508 sivua
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I sec, 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 f" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, 40k MI SUELLANEOUSPOEM...

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

George Croly - 1849 - 416 sivua
...last. Those lips are thine, — thine 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 I The meek intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles...




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