 Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant 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 desir'd, perhaps I might.  The Poems of William Cowper - Page 400by William Cowper - 1828 - 427 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1846 - 310 pages
...Might one wish bring 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...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,... | |
 | Child rearing - 1846 - 332 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - 104 pages
...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 : — But...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1847 - 556 pages
...be desired, perbaps ! 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 weather d and the ocean cross'dl, Shoots into port at some well haveu'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...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, So little to be loved, and them so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - Readers - 1847 - 502 pages
...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, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | George Croly - English poetry - 1849 - 416 pages
...them, would 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, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - Elocution - 1835 - 320 pages
...would I wish them here 1 I would not trust my heart — the dear delight 10 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Charlotte Eliza Sargeant - Mothers - 1850 - 150 pages
...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, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill-requite tbee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
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