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" The twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast, Ah, would that this might be the last! My Mary ! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow — 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles,... "
The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley - 183. oldal
szerző: William Cowper - 1803
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Monthly Review; Or Literary Journal Enlarged

Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1803 - 572 oldal
...fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow — 1 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary I ' Thy needles, once a shining store ! For my sake restless...For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, My Mary ! And all thy threads with magic art,...

The Christian observer [afterw.] The Christian observer and advocate

1803 - 818 oldal
...be the last ! My Mary. " Thy spirits have a fainter How, 1 -'•.•e thee daily weaker prow", Twa» my distress that brought thee low, My Mary. " Thy...a shining store ! For my sake restless heretofore, Xow rust disus'd, and shine no more. My Mary. " Por though thou gladly would'st fulfil The ^ame kind...

The chaplet, poems, partly original and partly selected

Chaplet - 1805 - 238 oldal
...My Mary ! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow— 'Twas my distress,th»t brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restlesi heretofore ; Now rust disus'd, and shine no more. My Mary ! For though thou gladly would'st...

The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley ..., 4. kötet

William Cowper - 1806 - 486 oldal
...a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! 158 Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore ; Now rust disus'd, a^id shine no more, .' . ... My Mary! For though thou gladly would'st fulfil The same kind office for...

Poems, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1808 - 330 oldal
...a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow— 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary 4 Thy needles, once a shining store ! For my sake restless...heretofore ; Now rust disus'd, and shine no more. My Mary 1 For though thou gladly wouldst fulfill The same kind office forme still, Thy sight now seconds not...

Specimens of the British poets, 2. kötet

British poets - 1809 - 526 oldal
...that this might be the last! My Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles,...a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore; How rust disuft'd, and striae no more, For though thou gladly would'st fulfil The same kind office...

Poems, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1810 - 312 oldal
...be the last ! My Mary J. Thy spirits have a fainter flow, -I see thee daily weaker grow — . 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles,...no more, My Mary -! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfill The same kind office for me still, 'Thy sight now Be conds not thy will, My Mary ;! But well...

The Life and Letters of William Cowper, Esq: With Remarks on ..., 4. kötet

William Hayley - 1812 - 450 oldal
...this might he the last ! My Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy,...For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, TO But well thou play'dst the housewife's...

The life and letters of William Cowper, 4. kötet

William Cowper, William Hayley - 1812 - 446 oldal
...this might be the last ! My Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy...For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, TO But well thou play'dst the housewife's...

Poems, by William Cowper, in Two Volumes

William Cowper - 1815 - 528 oldal
...might be the last ! My Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow — 'Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles,...restless heretofore, Now rust disus'd, and shine no more, fgfe tfcb^glftdlf 'tttiuldst fulfil •>; My Mary! But well th6#;rJlay'tfst ftie hbiisewife-s partT...




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