 | Tobias Smollett - 1801 - 614 str.
...metaphorical language, to the distressing contrast which his own situation and prospects presented. " But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest-toss' d, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 310 str.
...nor billows roar*," And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress' d.... Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams op'ning wide, and... | |
 | 1801 - 432 str.
...mother and father having arrived at the mansions of glory, he pours forth the following lines : — But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distrest; Me, howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ript, seams open'ing wide, and compass... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 str.
...fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift! bast reached the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar *," And thy loved consort...the dangerous tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side. ' Garth, vot. ii. M RECEIPT Ot MY MOTHERS ftCTUKEBut me, scarce hoping to attain that... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 str.
...light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how switt ! hast reached the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar*," / And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of lite, long since, has anchored at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 502 str.
...fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort...the dangerous tide Of life, long since, has anchored at thy side. Bin me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd^... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 str.
...billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the 'dangerous tide Of life,- long since, 'has anchored at thy side. But 'me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always dtstress'd— Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, ; Sails rrpt,' seams opening wide, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 330 str.
...metaphorical language, to the distressing contrast which his own situation and prospects presented. " But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'*),— . Me howling winds drive devious, tempest-toas'd, Sail* ript, seams opening wide, aa4... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 str.
...nor billows roar, And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide, OClife, long since, has anchor'd at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest....from port withheld, always distressed. Me howling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails i-ipt, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 str.
...beat nor billows roar," And thy lov'd consort on the dang'rous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd— Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest- toss' d, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide,... | |
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Where spices breathe, and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift... 
