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" Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more, My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now... "
The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley ... - 156. oldal
szerző: William Cowper - 1806
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Poems, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1808 - 330 oldal
...twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first our tky was overcast, Ah would that this might be the last J My Mary '. Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see...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...

Specimens of the British poets, 2. kötet

British poets - 1809 - 526 oldal
...has but half succeeded in his theft— Thyself remov'd, thy pow'r to soothe me left. TO MARY. rpHE twentieth year is well nigh past, -*- Since first...overcast, Ah would 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,...

The life and letters of William Cowper, 4. kötet

William Cowper - 1809 - 472 oldal
...question if any language -on earth can exhibit a specimen of verse more exquisitely tender. MARY. , ' f The twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast, Ah would that this might he the last! My Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress,...

Poems, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1810 - 312 oldal
...will try with another, Which I cannot suppress for my life, How soon I can make her a mother. TO MARY. THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...overcast, Ah would that this might be the last ! My Mary J. Thy spirits have a fainter flow, -I see thee daily weaker grow — . 'Twas my distress that brought...

The life and letters of William Cowper, 4. kötet

William Cowper, William Hayley - 1812 - 446 oldal
...I question if any language on Earth can exhibit a specimen of verse more exquisitely tender. MARY. THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...'Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disus'd, and shine no...

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

William Hayley - 1812 - 450 oldal
...I question if any language on Earth can exhibit a specimen of verse more exquisitely tender. MARY. THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast, Ah would that this might he the last ! My Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress,...

Poems, 3. kötet

William Cowper - 1815 - 434 oldal
...that error now behold me free Since I rwriv'J him as a gift from Thee. TO MARY. v [Autumn of 1793.] THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...grow Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For mv sake restless heretofore, Ts"ow rust disus'd, and shine...

Poems, by William Cowper, in Two Volumes

William Cowper - 1815 - 528 oldal
...frqm that «rror now behold me free, v ;•' , » . TO * : '• MARY.'' ' * •'• [AUTUMN OF 1793.] THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...'Twas my distress, that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disus'd, and shine no...

The Female Speaker; Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, in Prose and Verse: Selected ...

Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia) - 1816 - 414 oldal
...lialloVd flood, that drowns the eye, When warm Religion lifts the thought on high. JERNING&AM. MY MARY. THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...grow 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore ; Now rust disus'd, and shine...

Poems, 3. kötet

William Cowper - 1818 - 400 oldal
...that error now behold me free, Since I receiv'd him as a gift from Thee. TO MARY. [.autumn of 1793.] THE twentieth year is well nigh past, Since first...! My Mary ! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see them daily weaker grow 'Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining...




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