 I would not trust my heart: the dear delight Seems so 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 constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.  The British Poets: Including Translations ... - Strana 196podľa British poets - 1822Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | William Cowper - 1830 - Počet stránok 328
...wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — But no — what here we call our life is...loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite theq to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bondl again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - Počet stránok 516
...1 wish them here ? I would not trust my heart— the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I 'might. — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - Počet stránok 256
...would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desir'd, perhaps I might. — But 110 — what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee, to constrain Thy nnbound spirit into bonds... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - Počet stránok 602
...I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to he desired, perhaps I might — But no — what here we call our life is...loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thcc to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - Počet stránok 338
...would not trust my heart—the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.— But no—what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved,...a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weathered, and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, »t Where spices breathe,... | |
 | 1832 - Počet stránok 406
...wish them here t I would not trust my heart, — the dear dcligl. t Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no, — what here we call our life is such,...little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill re< pni .• thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into buuds again 854 THE PENNY MAGAZINE. 25S Thou,... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - Počet stránok 512
...would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart, the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might ; But no — what here we call our life is such,...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,... | |
 | Thomas Taylor (biographer.) - 1833 - Počet stránok 426
...would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart, the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might ; But no — what here we call our life is such,...again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storm all weathered and the ocean crossed) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - Počet stránok 312
...not trust my heart—the dear delight 10 Seems so 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 thoe to constrain Could Time, his flight reversed, restore the hours, When, playing with thy vesture's... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - Počet stránok 360
...wish them here'? I would not trust my heart': the dear delight' Seems so to be desired', perhaps I might' — But no' — what here we call our life',...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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