 | James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - 1745 - 586 pàgines
...tvitt »er# Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, 105 And, deed to Joy, forget my Heart to beat. SHOULD Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to hoftile barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where firft the Sun Gilds INDIAN Mountains, or his... | |
 | Seraph - 1754 - 294 pàgines
...reddening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint wo more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to hollile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his... | |
 | James Thomson - 1757 - 244 pàgines
...eaft ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! SHOULD SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 101 Kivus unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beairt Flames... | |
 | James Thomson - 1763 - 458 pàgines
...barbarous -climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where fir It the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his letting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, io5 In the void wafte as in the city full; And where HE vital breathes, there nauft be joy. 'When even... | |
 | James Thomson - 1766 - 266 pàgines
...more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers...mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ides ; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, 105 In the void wafte as in the city... | |
 | James Thomson - 1774 - 272 pàgines
...mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Gilds Indian mountains, or Ms fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, 105 In the void wafte as in the city full; And where HE vital breathes there muf t be joy. When ev'n... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 628 pàgines
...no more, And, dead fo joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers...ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever prefent, evenfelt, io3 In the void wafte as in the city full ; 4 And where He vital breathes, there muft be... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 280 pàgines
...to beat. Should fate command me to the fartl:eft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diflant ba:barous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun...nought to me : Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, 105 In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there muft be joy. When ev'n... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 304 pàgines
...to beat. Should fate command me to the farthcft verge ioc Of the green earth, to diftant baibarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun...mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic iftes; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, icr In the void wafte as in the city... | |
 | 1780 - 226 pàgines
...Fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! Should Fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes,...Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on the Atlantic ifles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as... | |
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Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or... 
