 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 sider
...doubts thy constant mind. They '11 tell thee, sailors, when away, In every port a mistress find : Ye», his riches known, and yet despis'd : And we should...penurious niggard of his wealth ; And live like N diamond» bright ; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale. Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous... | |
 | Charles Dibdin - 1841 - 406 sider
...shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee ! Believe not what the landmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind ; They'll tell thee sailors, when away, In every port a mistress find : Yes, yes, believe them, when they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoe'er... | |
 | George Dixon - 1842 - 134 sider
...shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Belj-ve not what the landsmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind ; They'll tell thee,...believe them when they tell thee so For thou art present whereso'er I go. If to fair India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright. Thy breath... | |
 | An amateur - 1843 - 228 sider
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 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 sider
...landmen say Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind. They '11 tell thee, sailors, when away, In every th to me. However, of all the princes, "or thou art present wheresoe'er I go. " If to fair India's coast we sail. Thy eyes are seen in diamonds... | |
 | 1844 - 328 sider
...shall he. The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landsmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind ; They'll tell thee sailors when away, In every port a mistress And — Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For thou art present -vheresoe'er... | |
 | 1847 - 906 sider
...landsmen say, Who tempt, with doubts, thy constant mind : They'll tell thee, sailors, when away, ID every port a mistress find — Yes, yes, believe them when...so ; For thou art present wheresoe'er I go. " If to far India's coast we sail, Thine eyes are seen in diamondi bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1847 - 580 sider
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... true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind:... 
