 | 1835 - 440 стор.
...myself the while, Would softly speak, and stroke my head, nnd smile,) Could these few pleasant hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 620 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...stroke my head and smile,) Could those few pleasant hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 420 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, C And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 406 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...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,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 стор.
...tissu'd flow'rs, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...smile,) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Wight one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 стор.
...than myself the while, Could those few pleasant hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would 1 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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 436 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, ("And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...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,... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I migh. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 стор.
...flowers, The violet, the pink, the jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, — 5 (And thou wast 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 them, would I wish them here?... | |
 | William Cowper - 1839 - 554 стор.
...tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, t And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly...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,... | |
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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. 
