 | 1806 - 330 páginas
...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 green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 páginas
...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 harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | 1806 - 606 páginas
...contemplative devotion. The following passage reminds us of those delightful lines in Thomson's hymns: ' Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, &c. ;' the idea of which, perhaps, was suggested by Horace's * Panh me pigris ubi nulla campis Arbor,... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 páginas
...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...'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever fek. In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes, there must be joy. When ev'n... | |
 | James Thomson, Thomas Park - 1808 - 444 páginas
...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...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 void waste as... | |
 | 1808 - 356 páginas
...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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 páginas
...blackening east : He my tongue mutt, my fancy paint no more. And, 'dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. o low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals alL Ce bitrtarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 546 páginas
...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 - 536 páginas
...Should Fate command me to the farthest verg* Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Kivers unknown to song ; where 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. void... | |
 | Elizabeth Hamilton - 1811 - 342 páginas
...repeated with rapture the lines of the poet; and now I am called to be an evidence of their truth. " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on ih' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
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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... 
