 Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar;' And thy loved consort...  Poems - Сторінка 199автори: William Cowper - 1817Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 328 стор.
...gay ; So thou, with sailshow swift! hast reach'd the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar;"* And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 стор.
...roar," And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide Qf life long since has anchor'd by thy side. ]lut me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd — Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 стор.
...gay; So thou, with sails how swill! hast reached the shore, "Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,"* And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But roe. scarce hoping to attain that rest, Alwavs from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | 1832 - 406 стор.
...nor billows roar;" Anil thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of li&, long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest,...from port withheld, always distressed — Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 стор.
...sails how swift!—hast reached the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,"* 19* * Garth. And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But me—scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed—... | |
 | Thomas Taylor (biographer.) - 1833 - 426 стор.
...gay : So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar. And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide...distressed — Me, howling winds drive devious, tempest tost, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - 512 стор.
...gay : So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar. And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide...attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distrest— Me, howling winds drive devious, tempest- tost, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 312 стор.
...course. Yet, O the thought, that thou art safe, and he! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. 25 And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed—... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 стор.
...So thou', with sails how swift'! hast reached the shore', " Where tempests never beat', nor billows roar';" And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide' Of life', long since', has anchored by thy side'. But me', scarce hoping to attain that rest', Always from port withheld', always distressed',... | |
 | 1835 - 440 стор.
...gay : So thou, with sails now swift ! hast reached the shore Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar. And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side. But in-1, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed — Me, howling... | |
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