 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 strani
...here. Commission'd demons oft, angels of wrath ! 960 Let loose the raging elements. Breath'd hot, From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, 965 Son of the desart ! ev'n the camel feels, Shot through his withered heart, the fiery blast.... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 strani
...here. Commission'd demons oft , angels of wrath , Ift loose the raging elements. Breath'd hot, From all the boundless furnace of the sky , And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil , Son of the desert ! even the camel feels , Shot thro' his wither'd heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 strani
...here. Commission'd dsemons oft, angels of wrath, Let loose the raging elements. Breathed hot, From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert ! even the camel feels, Shot through his wither'd heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 strani
...here. Commission'd daemons oft, angels of wrath, Let loose the raging elements. Breathed hot, From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert! even the camel feels, Shot through his wither'd heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 320 strani
...the raging elements. Breath'd hot, From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide-glitt'ring waste of burning sand, A suffocating wind the pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert, e'en the camel feels, Shot through his wither'd heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 strani
...elements. Breath'd hot, From all the houndless furnace of the sky, And the wide-glittering waste of hurning sand, A suffocating wind the pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert! even the camel feels, Shot through hia wither'd heart, the fiery hlast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 strani
...the raging elements. Breath'd hot From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide-glittering waste of burning sand, A suffocating wind the Pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and tofl, Son of the desart ! e'en the camel feels, Shot thro' his withered heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | James Thomson - 1806 - 242 strani
...the raging elements. Breath'd hot, Krom all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide-glittering waste of burning sand, A suffocating wind the pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, 965 Son of the desert! even the camel feels, Shot through his wither'd heart, the fiery blast.... | |
 | James Thomson, Thomas Park - 1808 - 444 strani
...regions here. Commission'd demons ott, angels of wrath, Let loose the raging elements. Breath'd hot From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert! even the camel feels, Shot through his wither'd heart, the fiery blast. Or... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 strani
...here. Commission'd demons oft, angels of wrath", Let loose the raging elements. Breath'd hot. From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide...pilgrim smites With instant death. Patient of thirst and toil, Son of the desert ! ev'n the camel feels, Shot through his wither' d heart, the fiery blast.... | |
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Breath'd hot From all the boundless furnace of the sky, And the wide glittering waste of burning sand, A suffocating wind the pilgrim smites With instant death. 
