 With me but roughly since I heard thee last! Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 1 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.  Mademoiselle Mori: A Tale of Modern Rome - Page 283by Margaret Roberts - 1860 - 526 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 240 pages
...language! Life has pass'd With me but ronsthly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thiric—thy own sweet smile 1 see, The 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... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1824 - 470 pages
...those lips had language ! Life has pass'd \VTith me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 1 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... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - 1198 pages
...has past With me but roughly since I saw thee last. Those lips are thine — thine own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me. * * * * * Faithful remembrancer of one so dear ; O, welcome guest — though unexpected here ; Who bidd'st me honour with an artless song, Affectionate... | |
 | Charlotte Eliza Sargeant - Mothers - 1850 - 150 pages
...those lips had language ! life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last! Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 1 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.' The... | |
 | Alicia Moore - 1854 - 414 pages
...those lips had language ! Lire has passed With me but roughly, since 1 heard then last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 1 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 !... | |
 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1864 - 622 pages
...those lips had language ! Life has pass'd ^Tith me but roughly since I heard thee la-st. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile 1 see, The same that oft in childhood solaced rne ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...had language! Life has past With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine—thy own sweet smile 1 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 !''... | |
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