 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, will be comfortable. Enter SERVANT with a tankard....Liberty-hall, you know. Hard. Here's a cup, sir. Mar. So t coait (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed), Shoots into port at some well-havened isle,... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 страници
...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...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed,) Shoots into port, at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 494 страници
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 страници
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 922 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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed), Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Charles Walker Connon - 1845 - 176 страници
...but merely stands connected with a participle or an adjective : thus, in these lines of Cowper, — " Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port," &c. The words storms and ocean, joined to the participles weathered and crossed, are neither the nominatives... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 476 страници
...delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might — But no — what here we call our life is such, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.' " Ah, who could be unkind to a motherless one ?" " The lot of an orphan child is not always as sad... | |
 | William Cowper - 1846 - 310 страници
...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...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,... | |
 | 1846 - 332 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...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - 104 страници
...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...Albion's coast, The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'il, Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile... | |
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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... 
