 Oh! if sometimes thy spotless form descend, To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail...  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Էջ 2511843Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | 1800 - 322 էջ
...charms, In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form (which, so the heav'ns decree, Must still be lav'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
 | 1806 - 330 էջ
...arms, 150 In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form (which, so the heav'ns decree, Must still be lov'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
 | 1806 - 408 էջ
...charms, In silent wbisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till Bliss shall join, nor Death can part us more. That awful form, (which, so ye Heav'ns decree, Must still be lov'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 302 էջ
...charms, In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, 'Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form (which, so the heav'ns decree, Must still be lov'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 էջ
...charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join nor death can part us more. That awful form which, so the Heavens decree, Must still be lov'd and still deplored by me, In nightly... | |
 | James Plumptre - 1809 - 318 էջ
...In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart, Lead thro' the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. MR. WRANGHAM, in the beginning of his Seaton's Prize Poem of The Holy Land, invokes the Spirit of COWPER.... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 էջ
...charms, • In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form (which so the heav"ns decree, Must still be lov'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 560 էջ
...charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill, a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form, which, so the Heavens decree, Must still be lov'd and still deplor'd by me; In nightly... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 562 էջ
...charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill, a frail and feeble heart; l,ead through the paths thy virtue trod before. Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us Dior*. That awful (Form, which, so the Heavens decree. Must still be lov'd andstdi deplor'd by me;... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1811 - 628 էջ
...charms, In silent whisp'rings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more. That awful form (which, so ye heavens decree, Must still be lov'd, and still deplor'd by me) In nightly... | |
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