 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 páginas
...bring them, would I wish them here ! I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be fferent drugs made use of Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed), Shoota... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 páginas
...would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But nc5 — what here we call our life is such, So little to be...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd,) Shoots... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 páginas
...happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile,) — . Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou as a gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed,) Shoots... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 páginas
...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...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 922 páginas
...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...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed), Shoots... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 páginas
...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...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845 - 686 páginas
...trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee to restrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." Who now remembers the man... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 476 páginas
...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, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.' " Ah, who could be... | |
 | 1846 - 332 páginas
...bring them, would I wish them here f I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we...to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots... | |
 | William Cowper - 1846 - 310 páginas
...them, would I wtsh 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, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
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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 again. 
