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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! "
A Compendious History of English Literature, and of the English Language ... - Page 360
by George Lillie Craik - 1861
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The Universal Magazine, Volume 11

1809 - 594 pages
...and leave your readers to j udge :— " Oh that those lips hsd language ! Life bus tin?s'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine ; thy own sweet smiles I see, [me ; The same that oft, in childhood, solac'd Voice only fails, else, how distinct they...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1810 - 404 pages
...last. Those lips are thine — thine own sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood sftlac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say,...all thy fears away !" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the heart that can immortalize, The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To quench...
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Poems [ed. by J. Newton]. Illustr. with engr. from the designs of ..., Volume 2

William Cowper - 1810 - 494 pages
...NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANN BODHAM. O THAT those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...sweet smile I see, The same, that .oft in childhood solac'd me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears...
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Select Reviews, Volume 2

1809 - 448 pages
...lines, and leave your readers to judge : " Oh that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me hut 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 only fails, else, how distinct they...
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Poems, Volume 2

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,...all thy fears away!" The meek intelligence of those dear eyes (Blest be the heart that can immortalize, -The art that baffles Time's tyrannic claim To...
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Poems by William Cowper ...

William Cowper - English poetry - 1814 - 496 pages
...those lips had langnage! Life has pass'd With me bnt ronghly since 1 heard thee 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 not, my child, chase all thy fears...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1815 - 338 pages
...Norfolk, the gift of my cousin Aim Sod/tarn. O THAT those lips bad language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...sweet smile I see, The same, that oft in childhood solac'd me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1817 - 240 pages
...NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANN BODHAM. Oil that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me hut 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 only fails, else, how distinct they...
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Poems,

William Cowper - English poetry - 1817 - 252 pages
...GIFT OP MY COUSIN ANN BoDI1AM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me hut ronghly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smiles I see, The same, that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice ouly fails, else, how distinct they...
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The Minor Poems of William Cowper of the Inner Temple

William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 244 pages
...NORFOLK. THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN ANNE BODHAM. O THAT those lips had language ! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are...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...
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