 | William Cowper - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 310
...pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine.. ..thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 456
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 | William Cowper - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice...say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away I The meek intelligence of those dear eyes ( Blest be the art that can immortalize, he art that baffles... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice...they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears awsy!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 502
...pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ! Voice...all thy fears away !' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench... | |
 | Enos Bronson - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me; Voice...that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick, claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same." Let sir E. Brydges, KJ confine himself... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...thee last.) Those lips are thine—tliy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft in chiMhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say,...all thy fears away ! The meek intelligence of those dear eyes, (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim, To quench... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 526
...thee last. Those lips are thine— thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...all thy fears away!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortaliae. The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench... | |
 | 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 914
...thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me ; Voice only fulls, else, how distinct they say, ' Grieve not my child,...all thy fears away.' The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortalize, The art that baffles time's tyrannick claim To quench... | |
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With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away! 
