 Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated...  Poems - الصفحة 264بواسطة William Cowper - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 363عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | William Cowper - 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...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...Albion's coast, (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross' d) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | 1846 - عدد الصفحات: 332
...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,...gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 104
...again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might...Albion's coast, The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'il, Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 580
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 | Half hours - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 580
...perhaps I might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and them so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd, and the ocean cross 'd) ' Shoots into port at some well-haven 'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons... | |
 | William Cowper - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 556
...be desired, perbaps ! 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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather d and the ocean cross'dl, Shoots into port at some well haveu'd isle, Where spices breathe,... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - عدد الصفحات: 502
...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...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, • Where spices breathe,... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 428
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 | Ebenezer Porter - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...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 again. 15 Thou as a gallant bark from Albion's coast, (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed,) Shoots... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1850 - عدد الصفحات: 652
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