 | William Cowper - 1826 - 504 pàgines
...of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the seafowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 264 pàgines
...of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift- winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 286 pàgines
...mind ! 'Compar'd with, the speed of its flight, The tempest, itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light . "When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas .' recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. 7 But. the sea-fowl... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 264 pàgines
...mind ! Compai'd with the speed of its flight, 1 he tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 268 pàgines
...Compar'd with the 'speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrtfws of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand 'i §oon hurries me back to despair. But the. sea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 262 pàgines
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of ligb When I think of my own native land, In a moment I neem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. vn. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1828 - 468 pàgines
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But, the seafowl... | |
 | 1828 - 398 pàgines
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection, at hand. Soon hurries me hack to despair, But the sea-... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 pàgines
...the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there; But, alas! recollection, at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the aea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 374 pàgines
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the seafowl... | |
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How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries... 
