 | William Cowper - 1801 - 280 oldal
...pass'd With me but .roughly since 1 heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me;...fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 oldal
...has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine.. ..thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ;...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 362 oldal
...Grieve not, my child, chafe all thy fears away '." The meek intelligence of thofe dear eyes ( Bleft be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannic clainr-v To quench it) here fhines on me fKll the fame. Faithful remembrancer of one fo dear, Oh welcome... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 oldal
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize, he art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 oldal
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me;...they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears awsy!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 oldal
...has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me...fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 oldal
...Ann Bodham. O THAT those lips had language! Life has passM , ' With me hut roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - 458 oldal
...has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me;...all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those clear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick, claim To... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 oldal
...thee last.) Those lips are thine—tliy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in chiMhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say,...fears away ! The meek intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim, To quench it) here... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 oldal
...Ann Bndham. OThat those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears... | |
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With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away! 
