 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 - Page 264by William Cowper - 1803 - 363 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1850 - 516 pages
...and stroke my head and smile) But no — what here \ve call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to...again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (That storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1850 - 442 pages
...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 again. There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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 weathered and the ocean crossed) THE FRIMROSE. 323 Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where... | |
 | William Cowper - 1851 - 620 pages
...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...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,... | |
 | Abraham Mills - English literature - 1851 - 616 pages
...to bo 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 weathered and the ocean crossed), Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe... | |
 | William Cowper - 1851 - 624 pages
...perhaps I might — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou uo uny tyra»t burns to subjugate The free republic of...athletic frame, Or, more provoking still, of nobler n weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | James Cook Richmond - Invalids - 1851 - 186 pages
...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 again." Sure I am, that I shall "be pardoned this passing remembrance of the " Friend" of "the Cottager," though... | |
 | Theology - 1851 - 592 pages
...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 mto bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storm all weathered and the ocean... | |
 | Flower gardening - 1851 - 390 pages
..." But, no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That we should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." Nor are we singular in this regard for the memory of our departed friend ; and we embrace the opportunity... | |
 | Class-book - Poetry - 1852 - 152 pages
...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...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,... | |
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