 | William Cowper - 1801 - Страниц: 280
...MY COUSIN ANN BODIIAM. OH that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but .roughly since 1 heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own...how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - Страниц: 310
...OF NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANN BODHAM* OH that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - Страниц: 226
...OF NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - Страниц: 300
...OF NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MT COUSIN ANN BOIJJIAMOH that those lips had language! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...how distinct 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,... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - Страниц: 498
...NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - Страниц: 338
...Norfolk; the gift of my coutin Ann Bodham. O THAT those lips had language! Life has passM , ' With me hut roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - Страниц: 458
...dozen lines, and leave your readers to judge : " Oh that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those clear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize,... | |
 | 1809 - Страниц: 914
...dozen lines, and leave your readers to judge : " Oh that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips...same that oft, in childhood, solaced me ; Voice only fulls, else, how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child, chase all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence... | |
 | 1809 - Страниц: 594
...lines, and leave your readers to j udge :— " Oh that those lips hsd language ! Life bus tin?s'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, [me ; The same that oft, in childhood, solac'd Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, ' Grieve... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Страниц: 526
...Picture out tin'- gift of my cousin Ann Bndham. OThat those lips had language ! Life has pass'd 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 solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they... | |
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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!' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's... 
