 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 pages
...jessamine, I prick'd them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile.) Could...delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But nc5 — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should... | |
 | George Willson - American literature - 1844 - 300 pages
...Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) — Could those few pleasant days again appear, 7 Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here...dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. — LESSON LXV. Exordium of a Speech on a Trial for Murdtr.— WEBSTER.) ^£ " ' *%.- ~—**^ I/AGAINST... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Would in a very distant part of the country ? How much commerce and naviga hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ! I would not trust my heart... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Would w, here is to our better acquaintance. [Drinks, and gitei the cup to hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them hero ? I would not trust my heart... | |
 | Timothy Shay Arthur - 1845 - 476 pages
...happier than myself the while, Would'st softly speak, and stroke my head and smile) Could those fefa pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them,...— But no — what here we call our life is such, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.' " Ah, who could be... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pages
...jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, — (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile,) — ....not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to he desired, perhaps I might. — But, no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved,... | |
 | William Draper Swan - American literature - 1845 - 494 pages
...jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile ;) Could...appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here1? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might —... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - English literature - 1845 - 696 pages
...with deep sympathy from Mackintosh) : — " Could one wish bring thee, would I wish thee here ? I dare not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - English literature - 1845 - 682 pages
...with deep sympathy from Mackintosh) : — " Could one wish bring thee, would I wish thee here ? I dare not trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and Mou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - English literature - 1845 - 686 pages
...trust my heart, — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might : But, no ; what we here call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That 1 should ill requite thee to restrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again." Who now remembers the man... | |
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When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, 75 The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile), Could those few pleasant... 
