 | Richard Lobb - 1817 - 418 pagina’s
...the plain, inspiring autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the blackening east, Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. INDEX. A. ADANSON, M. account of swallows seen on a ship near th1j coast of Senegal, ii. 253. Addison,... | |
 | James Thomson, Dr. Johnson - 1818 - 316 pagina’s
...the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the 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 green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1819 - 658 pagina’s
...cover it ! let it not be numbered in the hours of the day !' • • ' When I forget the darling theme, Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat !' I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain ; guess my pleasure : to meet you could alone... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 pagina’s
...Seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams ; . Or...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 barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 434 pagina’s
...as they roll. . For me, when I forget the darling theme, 'Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter...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 barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 pagina’s
...blossom blows, the Sunrnier-ray Russets the plain, insjnring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rises in die or art, from whence to raise Magnificence ; and what can Heaven show more ? Our torments also Should Fate command me to die farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pagina’s
...Sound His stupendous praise : whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. — For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the...no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Rivers unknown to song ; where first the SUTJ Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pagina’s
...blows, the summer raj Russets the plain, inspiring autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the black'ning 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 vergo Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 278 pagina’s
...blows, the summer ray Russets the plain ; inspiring autumn gleams ; Or winter rises in the black'ning 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 barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | 1821 - 282 pagina’s
...blows, the summer ray Kussets the plain, inspiring autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the black'ning 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 barb'rous climes,... | |
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There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the... 
