 | E Tomkins - 1806 - Страниц: 280
...heart to beat! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as... | |
 | 1806 - Страниц: 330
...beat ! I 2 177 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | William Crow - 1806 - Страниц: 106
... r A POEM. IN SIX CANTOS. BY WILLIAM CROW. " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous cliroe,, Riven unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames... | |
 | James Thomson, Thomas Park - 1808 - Страниц: 444
...blackening east; Be my tongue inute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - Страниц: 524
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever fek. In the void waste as in... | |
 | 1808 - Страниц: 356
...whether he contemplates them on his native plains, or • " At the farthest verge Of die gveen earth, in distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song,...first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beams Flame on th' Atlantic isles." Such are the uses, and such the pleasures, which result from the... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - Страниц: 308
...black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - Страниц: 604
...heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant bitrtarous r Order Imperfections name : Our proper bliss depends...on what we blame. Know thy own point : this kind, pn th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - Страниц: 546
...blackening eart; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more. Anil, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames op lh' Atlantic islrs ; 'tis nought to me , Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void waste... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - Страниц: 536
...first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam I'lames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the....full ; And where he vital breathes, there must be jor. When ev'n at last the solemn hour should come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
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Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, — 'tis naught to me : Since God is... 
