 Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated...  Poems - Стр. 264авторы: William Cowper - 1803 - Страниц: 363Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - Страниц: 512
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - Страниц: 354
...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...again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storm all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - Страниц: 360
...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...gallant bark from Albion's coast', (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed',) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle', Where spices breathe',... | |
 | 1834 - Страниц: 248
...to he 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 again." I thank our heavenly Father, who so greatly supports you. But I would tenderly hint that perhaps the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - Страниц: 620
...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...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weather' d and the ocean eross'd,) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe... | |
 | 1835 - Страниц: 440
...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 epirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storm all weathered and the... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - Страниц: 226
...again appear, Wight 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...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again, THE TEMPTING MOMENT. " Do to others as ye would they should do to yon." — Bible. " HA ! ha ! " shouted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1836 - Страниц: 710
...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...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 - 1835 - Страниц: 406
...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...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 - 1837 - Страниц: 420
...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...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,... | |
| |
