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 - Side 400av William Cowper - 1828 - 427 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
| William Cowper - 1825 - 244 sider
...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... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 464 sider
...— 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 muchj That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
| William Cowper - 1826 - 242 sider
...Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here f I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might — But no...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathcr'd and the ocean cross'd,) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
| 1826 - 440 sider
...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... | |
| William Cowper - 1826 - 504 sider
...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... | |
| New elegant extracts - 1827 - 402 sider
...bring them, would I wish them 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... | |
| 1828 - 398 sider
...[here ? Alight one wish bring them, would 1 wish them I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no—...unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant hark from Albion's coast ( The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some... | |
| Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 sider
...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 no — what here we call our life is such, I So little to be lov'd and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit... | |
| 1828 - 814 sider
...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... | |
| Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 sider
...would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But 110 — what here we call our life is such, So little to be...much, That I should ill requite thee, to constrain Thy nnbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weatherM... | |
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