 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 pagina’s
...mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should Fate command me to die y dost thy power maintain, And wilt not bear a rival...was in Arcite prov'd, and Palamon ; Both in despa th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 pagina’s
...heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'ross climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isle ; 'tis nought tome— Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 366 pagina’s
...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 barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 pagina’s
...blackening east — Be my tongue mute my fancy pa'mt 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 unknown to snng ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pagina’s
...heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest vergo Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...void waste, as in the city full ; And where he vital spreads, there must be joy. When ev'n at last the solemn hour shall come And wing my mystic flight... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pagina’s
...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...GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste a» in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 280 pagina’s
...black'ning east; 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the greeu earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to m« .Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where HE vital... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 280 pagina’s
...heart to beat ! Should fate command'tne 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... | |
 | Charles Lloyd - 1821 - 316 pagina’s
...well-wov'n tale bewitching grace : — My ills have nought to do with person, time, or place ! ' 21. " Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full, And joy is where He vitally hath dwelt ;" So when he ceases to be merciful, And takes away his presence,... | |
 | 1821 - 282 pagina’s
...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, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
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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 nought to me: Since God is ever... 
