 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 solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child; chase all thy fears away!  Poems - Side 181av William Cowper - 1853Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 sider
...thee last. Those lips are thine.. ..thy own sweet smiles 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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 sider
...last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles 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, he art that baffles... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 sider
...last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ! Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say,...fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 sider
...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...fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sider
...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...fears away!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortaliae. The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 sider
...heard thee last.) Those lips are thine—tliy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in chiMhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct...fears 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... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 sider
...thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say,...all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those clear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick, claim To... | |
 | 1809 - 914 sider
...thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me ; Voice only fulls, else, how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child,...fears away.' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 494 sider
...NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANN BODHAM. O THAT those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are..." Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!" Where no volcano pours his fiery flood, No cresU.J ..m ..in. ii;.. ui — i '>-•*» Whe Whe: Alai... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 384 sider
...language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thine own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood...away !" ' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the heart that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it)... | |
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