 Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her...  Poems - Pągina 388per William Cowper - 1818 - 420 pąginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Cowper - 1801 - 280 pągines
...beat nor billows roar,"* And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide Of life, long since, has anchor'd at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 pągines
...reach'd the shore " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar*," And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side....attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress' d.... Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 pągines
...impregnated with incense playAround her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how switt ! hast reached the shore, " Where tempests never beat...roar*," / And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of lite, long since, has anchored at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 pągines
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; Sotfeou, with sails how swift! hast reach'd the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always dtstress'd— Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, ; Sails rrpt,' seams opening wide, and... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 502 pągines
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side. Bin me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd^ Me howling... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 pągines
...beat, nor billows roar, And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide, OClife, long since, has anchor'd at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that...always distressed. Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails i-ipt, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day, some current's thwarting... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 pągines
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 pągines
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | William Cowper - 1821 - 556 pągines
...with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! has reached the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor...the dangerous tide Of life, long since, has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 310 pągines
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So tbou, with sails how swift! hast reach'd the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
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