 With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!  The Poetical Works of William Cowper - Страница 191по William Cowper - 1870 - 536 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Cowper - 1801 - 280 страници
...but .roughly since 1 heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails,...fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 страници
...but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine.. ..thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails,...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 страници
...but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails,...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize, he art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 страници
...but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails,...they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears awsy!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 502 страници
...but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ! Voice only fails,...fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 страници
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 страници
...me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me; Voice only fails,...all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those clear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick, claim To... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 страници
...thee last.) Those lips are thine—tliy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in chiMhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say,...fears away ! The meek intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim, To quench it) here... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...fears away!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortaliae. The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here... | |
 | 1809 - 914 страници
...thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me ; Voice only fulls, else, how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child,...fears away.' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
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