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" 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... "
Poems [ed. by J. Newton]. Illustr. with engr. from the designs of R. Westall - Страница 365
по William Cowper - 1810
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...might. — ! But no — what here we call our life is such, J So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. 142 ON THE RECEIPT OF, Sec. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and...

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

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...perhaps I might. But no !—What here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...cross'd,) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her...

Specimens of the British poets

British poets - 1809
...I might. — But no— what here we call our life Js such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some weli-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,...

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William Cowper - 1814 - 480 страници
...thon so mnch, That I shonld ill reqnite thee to coustrain Thy nubonnd spirit into bonds again. Thon, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some wcll-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasous smile, There sits qniescent on the floods,...

The minor poems of William Cowper

William Cowper - 1818 - 108 страници
...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...cross'd). Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her...

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William Cowper - 1818
...here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thec to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again....cross'd), Shoots into port at some well.haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her...

Whitehead, 1785, to Anstey, 1805

Thomas Campbell - 1819
...I might.— But no— what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather' d and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe,...




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