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" My Mary ! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of, the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last, My Mary ! ON THE ICE ISLANDS, SEEN FLOATING IN THE GERMAN 'JO. "
The New Annual Register, Or General Repository of History, Politics, and ... - Страница 218
1804
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The Life, and Posthumous Writings, of William Cowper, Esqr: With an ..., Том 4

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...feebleness of limbs thou prov'st, That nowj at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lev'st, And still to love, though prest with ill; In wint'ry...age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, But ah ! by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks of...

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...Such feebleness of limbs thou prov'st That now, at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, . My Mary ! And still to love, though...to feel no chill, With me, is to be lovely still, But ah ! by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I chow, Transforms thy smiles to looks of...

Specimens of the British Poets ...

1809 - 488 страници
...Such feebleness of limbs thou prov'st, That now, at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, My Mary ! And still to love, though prest...chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary ! But ah I by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe,...

Specimens of the British poets, Том 2

British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...limbs thou prov'st. That now, at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thoa lov'st, My Mary I And still to love, though prest with ill ; In wint'ry...chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary ! But ah 1 by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe....

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 312 страници
...Such feebleness of limba thou piov'st That now, at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, My Mary ! And still to love, though prest...no chill, With me, is to be lovely still, My Mary! THE CAST-AWAT. But ah I by constant heed I know. How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles...

Letters to John Aikin, M. D.: On His Volume of Vocal Poetry: and on His ...

James Plumptre - 1811 - 486 страници
...every step thou mov'st, Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, My Mary ! 11 And still to love, tho' prest with ill, In wintry age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary! 12 But ah ! by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks...

The reciter: a work particularly adapted to the use of schools; consisting ...

Edward Ward - 1812 - 456 страници
...feebleness of limbs th6u provest, That now at every step thou movest Upheld by two ; yet still thou lovest. My Mary ! And still to love, though prest with ill,...show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary t • *• And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will...

The life and letters of William Cowper, Том 4

William Cowper, William Hayley - 1812 - 446 страници
...Such feebleness of limbs thou prov'st, That now at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, My Mary! And still to love, though prest...no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary! 146 But ah ! by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks...

The Life and Letters of William Cowper, Esq: With Remarks on ..., Том 4

William Hayley - 1812 - 450 страници
...Such feebleness of limbs thou prov'st, That now at every step thou mov'st Upheld by two, yet still thou lov'st, My Mary! And still to love, though prest...feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary ! 146 But ah ! by constant heed I know, How oft the sadness that I show, Transforms thy smiles to looks...

Horace in London: Consisting of Imitations of the First Two Books of the ...

James Smith, Horace Smith - 1813 - 194 страници
...damn'd, yet still thou wrtt'st, My Godwin! And still to wield the grey goose quill, When Phoebus sinks, to feel no chill, " With me is to be lovely still," My Godwin! Thy winged steed (a bit of blood) Bore thee like Trunnion through the flood) To leave thee...




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