 Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends , — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend...  Poems - Page 215by William Cowper - 1803 - 363 pagesFull view - About this book
 | British poets - 1822 - 310 pages
...valleys and rocks never heard, Never sigh'd at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a sabbath appear'd. Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this...they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? 0, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1822 - 312 pages
...Comey to this desolate shore, Some cordial endearing report Ye winds that have made me your sport* Ofa land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? , p. 5. Pathetic Pieces. 238 \ O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.... | |
 | Allen Fisk - 1822 - 192 pages
...the sound of a knell, Or smiled «Then a sabbath appeared. ~»V winds that have made me your «port, Convey, to this desolate shore, Some cordial endearing report Of a land I «hall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought alter me ' Î tell... | |
 | 1823 - 936 pages
...valleys and rocks never heard, Ne'er sigh'd at the sound of a knell, Or smil'd when a Sabbath appear'd. Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this...they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? Î tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend 1 am never to sec. How fleet is a glance of the mind... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1823 - 436 pages
...no language can paint more decidedly to the heart, than the exquisite lament of Alexander Selkirk ! Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to...this desolate shore, Some cordial endearing report Of the land, I shall visit no more. My friends,— do they now and then send A wish or a thought after... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1823 - 444 pages
...no language can paint more decidedly to the heart, than the exquisite lament of Alexander Selkirk ! Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore, Some cordial endeariug report Of the land, I shall visit no more. My friends,— do they now and then send A wish... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1823 - 442 pages
...paint more decidedly to the heart, than the exquisite lament of Alexander Selkirk ! Ye winds, that hare made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore, Some cordial endearing report Of the land, I shall visit no more. My friends, — do they now and then send A wish or a thought after... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pages
...vallies and rocks never heard, Never sighed at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a sabbath appeared. ng Thousand celestial How fleet is a glance of the mind 1 Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 450 pages
...valleys and rocks never heard, Never sigh'd at the sound of a knell, Or smil'd when a sabbath appear'd. Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to...have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1824 - 396 pages
...rocks never heard ; Never sigh'd at the sound of the knell, Or Mi,ufil when a sabbath appear'd. 5. Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to...have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. 6. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags... | |
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