 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1800 - 420 pages
...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...Albion's coast./. (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross' d) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle/,. '.A Where spices breathe and brighter seasons... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1803 - 310 pages
...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...breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent o the floods that show Her beauteous fnrm reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 pages
...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....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 - English poetry - 1806 - 226 pages
...might. — ! But no — what here we call our life is such, J So little to be loved, and thou so much, 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... | |
 | Robert Southey - English poetry - 1807 - 502 pages
...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...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... | |
 | British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...I might. — But no— what here we call our life Js such, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...weather'd and the ocean cross'd) Shoots into port at some weli-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods,... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 488 pages
...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...Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cross Vis Shoots into port at some well-haven'd isle, Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 494 pages
...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 - 1812 - 390 pages
...perhaps I might. But no—what here we call our life is guch, So little to be lov'd, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound...that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, -^-T' While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou,... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 244 pages
...here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thec to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again....sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous fortn reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her... | |
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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. 
