 | 1809 - 448 pages
...last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, The same that oft, in childhood, solaced me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, 'Grieve...away." The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles time's tyrannick claim To quench it) here shines... | |
 | William Cowper - 1812 - 390 pages
...thine—thine own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me; Voice only foils, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child,...meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the heart that can immortalize, -The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines on... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1814 - 496 pages
...last. Thovelips arc thine— thy own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve...intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the art that can immortaliae, The art that baffles Time's tyraunic claim To qnench it) here shines on me still the same.... | |
 | William Cowper - 1815 - 338 pages
...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, " Grieve...baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench it) here shines OB me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here!... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 240 pages
...last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, "Grieve...!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles time's tyraunic claim To quench it) here shines... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1817 - 252 pages
...lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice ouly fails, else, how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my...!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest he the art that can immortalize, The art that haffles time's tyraunic claim To quench it) here shines... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 244 pages
...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...claim To quench it), here shines on me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 244 pages
...last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I sec, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve...claim To quench it), here shines on me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 weleome guest, though unexpected here ! / Who bidd'st me honour... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 448 pages
...last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else, how distinct they say, " Grieve...claim To quench it) here shines on me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, Oh welcome guest, though unexpected here ! Who biddest me honour... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 240 pages
...same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, ' Grieve net, my child, chase all thy fears away!' The meek intelligence...claim To quench it), here shines on me still the same. Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 weleome guest, though unexpected here ! Who bidd'st me honour... | |
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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! 
