 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...  Poems - Сторінка 444автори: William Cowper - 1820 - 480 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 стор.
...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,...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,... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845 - 682 стор.
...with deep sympathy from Mackintosh) : — " Could one wish bring thee, would I wish thee here ? I dare not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and Mou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845 - 696 стор.
...with deep sympathy from Mackintosh) : — " Could one wish bring thee, would I wish thee here ? I dare not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845 - 686 стор.
...trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee to restrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." Who now remembers the man... | |
 | William Cowper - 1846 - 310 стор.
...head and smile,) Could those few pleasant days again appear, 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 — what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd,... | |
 | 1846 - 332 стор.
...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 f I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no —... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 стор.
...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,...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 again. Thou,... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - 104 стор.
...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,...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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1847 - 556 стор.
...smilel, Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them ntre? I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perbaps ! might.— But no — what here we call our life is such So little to be loved, and thou so... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 стор.
...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,...little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's... | |
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