 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - Страниц: 234
...darken'd air, Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more ; And dead to joy, my heart forget 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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1822 - Страниц: 174
...fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes,...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... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - Страниц: 272
...blackening east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paiut no more, And, dead to joy. forget my heart to beat! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song"; where rirst the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1822 - Страниц: 312
...beat! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rnus dimes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds...his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever preient, ever felt, ID the void waste as in the city full; And where... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1822 - Страниц: 322
...heart to beat! 8. 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 in... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1823 - Страниц: 234
...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...mountains, or his setting beam '*'•'. Flames on i h" Atlantic islea; 't» nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - Страниц: 396
...heart to beat ! 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...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... | |
 | Harriet Newell - 1823 - Страниц: 242
...own language; " 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 to the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me Since God is aver present — ever felt, la the void waste,... | |
 | Elizabeth Helme - 1823 - Страниц: 526
...open as truth, and needs no habit of assumed gravity to implant it on the human heart, : i • > ' Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And .yvhere He vital spreads there must be joy.' Whitmore had introduced Edwin in his new decoration to... | |
 | 1823 - Страниц: 816
...sorrows speak ! Their wretchedness the visitors deplore, And lead the wanderers from that dreary shore. * God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full. Thornton. VOL. sin. 3 G KUG.r. CAMBRICS. Mores et studia et populos et praelia dicam. In terrai labor,... | |
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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... 
