 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 páginas
...desired, 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...a gallant bark from 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,... | |
 | 1828 - 814 páginas
...hours 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, perhaps I...Albion's coast {The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile... | |
 | 1828 - 398 páginas
...bring them, would 1 wish them 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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 páginas
...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 and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.... | |
 | William Cowper - 1828 - 468 páginas
...them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight j 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... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 páginas
...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, I So little to be lov'd and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 páginas
...days again appear, M ight 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...a gallant bark from 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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 páginas
...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, perhaps I...loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite theq to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bondl again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 páginas
...them, would 1 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, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 páginas
...would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But 110 — 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 nnbound spirit into bonds... | |
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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... 
