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" May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished... "
English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800) - Страница 325
под редакцията на - 1908
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Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 310 страници
...long believ'd, And, disappointed still, was still deceiv'd ; By disappointment every day beguil'd, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...

The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Том 3

William Cowper - 1806 - 226 страници
...1 long believed, And disappointed still, was still deceived. By disappointment every day beguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, j But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once...

Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 3

Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 страници
...long believed, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By disappointment every day beguiled, ( Dupe of to-morrow even from a child,) Thus many a...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. » Where once...

Variety, Or, Selections and Essays: Consisting of Anecdotes, Curious Facts ...

Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 страници
...I long believ'd, And disappointed still, was still deceiv'd. By disappointment every day beguil'd, Dupe of to-morrow, even from a child. Thus many a...went. Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. «< Where once...

Poems,

William Cowper - 1817 - 252 страници
...I long helieved, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By disappointment every day heguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last suhmission to my lot, But thongh I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...

The Minor Poems of William Cowper of the Inner Temple

William Cowper - 1818 - 244 страници
...wish'd, I long believed, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By expectation every day beguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thec, ne'er forgot. Where once we...

The minor poems of William Cowper, Том 1

William Cowper - 1818 - 244 страници
...wish'd, I long believed, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By expectation every day beguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...

Specimens of the British Poets: Whitehead, 1785, to Anstey, 1805

Thomas Campbell - 1819 - 466 страници
...wish'd, I long believ'd, And, disappointed still, was still deceiv'd. By expectation ev'ry day beguil'd, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, ,- But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. And where...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1821 - 556 страници
...unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting sound shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft...still deceived. By expectation every day beguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of...

Poems Divine and Moral: Many of Them Now First Published

John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 страници
...wish'd, I long believ'd, And disappointed still, was still deceiv'd. By expectation ev'ry day beguil'd, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad...went, Till all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot. But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. MISS BOWDLER....




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