 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 - Page 264by William Cowper - 1803 - 363 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1841 - 456 pages
...desired, perbaps 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...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean crosa'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 pages
...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'. Them', as a gallant bark from Albion's coast', (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed',) Shoots... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1843 - 316 pages
...desired, perhaps I might; But no—what here we call our life is such. So little to be loved, and tbou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain...again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storm all weathered and Die ocean crossed,) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices... | |
 | 1843 - 548 pages
...so desired, perhaps I might ; But no— what here we call our life, is Mich . So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." AMR " IS IT RIGHT TO TEACH OUR CHILDREN TO PRAY?" To some it may seem slrange that such a question... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 pages
...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...Albion's coast, (The storms all weather'd and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, s Of long uninterrupted evening, know. No rattling...proficient in the art Of sounding an alarm assaults weathered and the ocean crossed), Shoota into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, after our journey will be comfortable. Enter SERVANT...Liberty-hall, you know. Hard. Here's a cup, sir. Mar. So t coait (The storms all weathered and the ocean crossed), Shoots into port at some well-havened isle,... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 pages
...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,... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 922 pages
...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,... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pages
...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...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,... | |
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