 | 1801 - 530 страници
...always distress'd, — Me howling, winds drive devious, teinpest-toss'd, Sails rrpt, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost ; And, day by day, some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. But, oh ! that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me."... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1801 - 614 страници
...withheld, always distress'd — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest-toss' d, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost ; And, day by day, some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. s But oh the thought that thou art safe, and he, That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 страници
...withheld, always distress' d.... Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more dif ant from a prosp'rous course. But oh the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is... | |
 | 1801 - 432 страници
...Always from port withheld, always distrest; Me, howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams open'ing wide, and compass lost, And day by...force, Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Bat oh ! the thought that thau art safe, and he, That thought is joy — arrive what may to me ! In... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 страници
...from port withheld, always distressed — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. But oh the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 страници
...from port wrthhdd, always distressed— Me howling winds drive devioui, tempest tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting foYee Sets rue more distant from a prosperous course. But oh the thought, that ihou arfsafe, and he... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 страници
...port withheld, always dtstress'd— Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, ; Sails rrpt,' seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. But oh the thought, that thou art safe, and be ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 страници
...withheld, always distressed. Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails i-ipt, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day, some current's...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course ; But oh, the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! The thought is joy, arrive what may ts me. My boast... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...always distress'd— Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest- toss' d, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous conrse. Vet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 404 страници
...always distress'd — Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss 'd, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
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Yet, oh, the thought that thou art safe, and he, That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins... 
