 | Deidamia Covell Brown - 1839 - 414 страници
...preach from place to place, I'll trust alone in God's free grace. But no, what here we call our life ia such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, —...constrain, Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.," — Coif per. '<J. Farewell in bonds, and union dear; Like strings you twine about my heart; I humbly... | |
 | Deidamia Covell Brown - 1839 - 420 страници
...alone in God's free grace. But no, what here we call out life is such, So little to be loved, and tbou so much,— That I should ill requite thee to constrain, Thy unbound spirit into bonds again."— Cnptr. 2. Farewell in bonds, and union dear; Like strings you twine about my heart; I humbly beg your... | |
 | Old Quarter Master - 1839 - 340 страници
...Could those few happy hours again appear, Could one wish bring them, would I wish them here ; 1 dare not trust my heart, the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. CoWPEtl. SOME days after our marriage I wrote to my mother to acquaint her with it, and begged forgiveness... | |
 | George Willson - 1840 - 298 страници
...smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, 7 Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. LESSON LXV. i Exordium of a Speech on a Trial for Murder. — -WfcBtfTER. 1 AGAINST the prisoner at... | |
 | Christian mourner - 1840 - 426 страници
...poet, in the language of his exquisitely touching apostrophe to a beloved and sainted mother:— ' Oh no, what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much. That it would ill requite thee to constrain Thine unbound spirit into bonds again !' generous paramount... | |
 | William Cowper - 1841 - 358 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...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,... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1841 - 304 страници
...smile,) Could these few pleasant hours again appear, Slight one wish bring them, would I wish them here 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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1841 - 456 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 desired, perbaps I might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou... | |
 | William Cowper - 1841 - 240 страници
...smile,) Could those few pleasant days ngain appear, Might one wish bring them, would 1 wish them hero? 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,... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 страници
...smile',) Could those Jew pleasant days again appear', Might one wish bring them', would I wish them hcrc't I would not trust my heart': the dear delight' Seems...to constrain' Thy unbound spirit into bonds again'. Them', as a gallant bark from Albion's coast', (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed',) Shoots... | |
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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... 
