 Wouldst 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 desired, perhaps I might.  Poems - Сторінка 295автори: William Cowper - 1800Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 стор.
...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 стор.
...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 стор.
...them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to he 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 thcc to constrain Thy unbound... | |
 | 1832 - 406 стор.
...would I wish them here t I would not trust my heart, — the dear dcligl. t 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 re< pni .• thee to constrain Thy... | |
 | Thomas Taylor (biographer.) - 1833 - 426 стор.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - 512 стор.
...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... | |
 | 1834 - 248 стор.
...them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart, the dear delight Seems so to he 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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 стор.
...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... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1835 - 328 стор.
...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... | |
 | 1835 - 440 стор.
...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... | |
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