 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1806 - 226 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 and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 pages
...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 and... | |
 | Robert Southey - English poetry - 1807 - 498 pages
...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 cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1808 - 338 pages
...call oiir life is ! So little to be lov'd, and thou so much That I should ill requite thee to const Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albic (The storms all weather'd and the o< Shoots into port at some well-haven' Where spices breathe,... | |
 | English literature - 1862 - 628 pages
...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. There is little of this blended elevation and tenderness in any literature, and words would hardly... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 384 pages
...might.— But no—what here we call our life is such, So little to be lo/d, and thou so much, YOL. II. Y That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 494 pages
...I might.— But no—what here we call our life is such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, 4 That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, 90 Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1815 - 338 pages
...our life is i So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrair Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion': (The storms all weather'd and the ocean Shoots into port at some well-baven'd isl< Where spices... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 240 pages
...along the pubYic -wa^, f,********,**** ,« piCTt Vdds jo? to* Q Aee »s •»>" Vnce re, , hete . -- That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...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 and... | |
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lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to Constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (the storms all weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices... 
