 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1793 - 308 pągines
...blackening eaft ; 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...diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firil the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles; 'tis nought... | |
 | Catherine D'Oyly - 1794 - 748 pągines
...God : — " Should fate command me to the fartheft verg« " Of the green earth, to diftant barb'rous climes, * Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft. the fun " Gilds Indian mountains, or his felting beam " Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me» c•' Since God is ever prefent,... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 972 pągines
...to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft vy Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climn, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or hit fitting beam Flames on th' Atlantic iflcs ; 'tis nought to me .Since God is ever prefent, ever... | |
 | Elizabeth Hamilton - 1796 - 356 pągines
...repeated with rapture the lines of the poet : and ;now 1 am called to be an evidence of their truth. ' '" Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the...Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever prcfent, ever felt> In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where His fpirit breathes there muft... | |
 | 1796 - 220 pągines
...fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the faitheft verge • Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 'Rivers unknown to t'ong ; where firft the fun '.Mil., Indian mountains, or bis fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic iftes... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1799 - 408 pągines
...blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And dead to joy, forget niy heart to beat! Should Fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to difiant barb'rous clinies, Rivers unknown tofong; where full the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his... | |
 | Elizabeth Hamilton - 1801 - 218 pągines
...Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earlh, to diftant barbarous clime*, Kivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fettjng beam l'.lames on th' Atlantic ifles; 'tis nought to me: Sirce God is ever prcfcnt, ever felt,... | |
 | 1803 - 250 pągines
...permanent and fix'd> Srull thy exigence be. — Mrs. Rotae. SHOULD fate command me to the farther! verg<f Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong i where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles, 'tis... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1805 - 288 pągines
...heart to beat ! Should fate command me to die fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to fong : where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting bea^n I V L Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1811 - 286 pągines
...Think, O my foul, devoutly think, How, with affrighted eyes, Of the green earth, to diftant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to fong : where firft the fun...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... 
