 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 the...  The Life and Writings of Mrs. Harriet Newell - Stran 118avtor: Harriet Newell - 1831 - 267 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 strani
...Summer ray 95 SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge i oo 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 th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste... | |
 | 1800 - 322 strani
...black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, fos-get my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun GilJs Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me :. Since... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 strani
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute , my fancy paint no more , And, dead to joy , forget my heart to heat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth , to distant barbarous climes , Hirers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 320 strani
...black'ning 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...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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 strani
...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 green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 strani
...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 green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 strani
...hlackening east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! 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... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 strani
...to beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me } Since God is ever present, ever felt, 105 And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 strani
...hlackening East, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy paint no more. And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | 1806 - 330 strani
...east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! I 2 177 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... | |
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