Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated... Poems - Seite 264von William Cowper - 1803 - 363 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Cowper - 1869 - 306 Seiten
...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...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,... | |
| William Cowper - 1821 - 556 Seiten
...here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite lhee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again....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... | |
| British poets - 1822 - 310 Seiten
...desired, perhaps T 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...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,... | |
| William Cowper - 1824 - 450 Seiten
...Might one wish bring 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...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean croas'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile.... | |
| John Milton - 1824 - 510 Seiten
...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...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... | |
| Author of the Buxton diamonds - 1824 - 160 Seiten
...perhaps I might. — But, no — what here we 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." * " You see, papa, that I understand all this," said Clara, after having given a concise explanation... | |
| William Cowper - 1825 - 244 Seiten
...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...weather'd and the ocean cross'd), Shoots into port at some well haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,... | |
| British anthology - 1825 - 464 Seiten
...might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so muchj That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean croi's'd) , c Shoots into port at some well haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons... | |
| William Cowper - 1826 - 242 Seiten
...again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here f I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathcr'd and the ocean cross'd,) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
| William Cowper - 1826 - 504 Seiten
...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...bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coa't (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle,... | |
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