 | James Thomson - 1816 - Страниц: 256
...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 felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1816 - Страниц: 714
...bombast rant." — - " Besides, wherever I am, or in whatever situation I may be — " 'Tis nought to me : " Since God is ever present, ever felt, "...'• And where He vital breathes, there must be joy !" Saturday Night — half after Ten. What Kixury of bliss I was enjoying this time yesternight ! My... | |
 | Thomas Coke - 1816 - Страниц: 302
...farthest verge Of this green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, 'tis nought to me, . Since God is ever present, ever felt, In...: And where he vital breathes, there must be joy." The noxt day I preached at Sampsons Chapel, so called, because it was built entirely, I think, at the... | |
 | 1823 - Страниц: 434
...mind was strongly irapressed with the value of the institutions of my native country; and though " God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste...full, And where he vital breathes there must be joy:" yet I wanted that intellectual acknowledgment of his omniscience, which alone can give the soul enjoyment,... | |
 | 1817 - Страниц: 314
...east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should Pate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth,...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 in... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - Страниц: 276
...blackening East, Be my tongue mule, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the snn 'Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ;... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - Страниц: 416
...heart to beat ! Should fate command rue to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to ma— Since God is ever present, ever le!t, In the void waste as in the city full — And... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 708
...subject of this memoir was accustomed to repeat the following passage from " Thomson's Seasons :" " 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... | |
 | James Thomson, Dr. Johnson - 1818 - Страниц: 316
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or bis setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis naught to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever... | |
 | 1818 - Страниц: 486
...first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the...; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy. When ev'n at last, the solemn hour shall 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... 
