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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... "
A Manual of English Literature, and of the History of the English Language ... - Страница 436
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Poems

William Cowper - 1820 - 508 страници
...and smile) Could those iV w pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight...little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill reqnite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, na a gallant bark from Albion's...

Poems of William Cowper, Esq: With a New Memoir

William Cowper - 1869 - 306 страници
...and smile,) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd,...

Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., Том 9

John Aikin - 1821 - 314 страници
...desir'd, 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...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, and brighter seasons smile,...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1821 - 556 страници
...and smile) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved,...

The British Poets: Including Translations ...

British poets - 1822 - 310 страници
...smile), Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? 1 would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps T might. — But no — what here we call our life is such So little to be loved, and thou so much,...

Poems

William Cowper - 1824 - 446 страници
...smile) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might tine wish bring them, would I wish them here i I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems...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, and brighter seasons smile,...

The Poetical Works of John Milton ...

John Milton - 1824 - 510 страници
...smile) Could those few pleasant days again appear [here ? Might one wish brins them, would I wish them I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weatnerM and the ocean eross'd,} Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe and...

Conversations on Poetry:: Intended for the Amusement and Instruction of Children

Author of the Buxton diamonds - 1824 - 160 страници
...and smile). Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them would I wish them here ? „ , I would not trust my heart — the dear...call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thon so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." * "...

The poems of William Cowper, with notes from his own correspondence

William Cowper - 1824 - 450 страници
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delightj Seems so to be desir'd, 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 spirit into bonds...

Cowper's Minor Poems

William Cowper - 1825 - 244 страници
...RECEIPT OF Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart— the dear delight...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, and brighter seasons smile,...




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