 | Henry Neumann - 1926 - عدد الصفحات: 272
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes ; All this, still legible... | |
 | Frederick Alexander Manchester, William Frederic Giese - 1926 - عدد الصفحات: 906
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed! All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humor interposed too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | John Matthews Manly - 1926 - عدد الصفحات: 928
...plum ; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed ; a charnel-house with spectres; but godlike, and my Father's ! "With other eyes, too, coul К e'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still... | |
 | Tom Peete Cross, Clement Tyson Goode - 1927 - عدد الصفحات: 1432
...plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestowed By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glowed : All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, 65 Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes, That humor interposed too often makes; All this still... | |
 | 1928 - عدد الصفحات: 432
...confectionary plum; The fragrant waters on my cheeks bestow'd By thy own hand, till fresh they shone and glow'd; All this, and more endearing still than...Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and brakes That humour interpos'd too often makes; All this still legible... | |
 | Ernest Bernbaum - 1929 - عدد الصفحات: 490
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | George Carver - 1930 - عدد الصفحات: 408
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | William Cowper - 1931 - عدد الصفحات: 40
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
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Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or... 
