 | 1816 - 292 pàgines
...high, And check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the pow'rs of language fail; Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O ! when that last conflict's o'er, , And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
 | John Wesley - 1818 - 306 pàgines
...high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the pow'rs of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks 1 cannot speak. 4 But, O ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to earth no more. With... | |
 | 1818 - 588 pàgines
...ridge admirably describe this closing scene. " When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powere of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the tbanka I cannot »peak." He is gone, and to him the language of another poet may be applied. " Sunk... | |
 | William Carus Wilson - 1837 - 668 pàgines
...in coming ?'" He then with great fervour joined ffle in repeating those stanzas of Doddridge : — When death o'er nature shall prevail And all the powers...eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
 | John Evans - 1819 - 444 pàgines
...his children's children will embalm his memory ! "When DEATH o'er Nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak I" •Similar also was the latter end of an excellent character, the REV. ARCHIBALD MACLAINE, (Translator... | |
 | Abner Kneeland - 1819 - 666 pàgines
...high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its pow'rs of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O! when that blest morn is come, Which breaks the slumbers of the tomb, With what glad accents... | |
 | 1820 - 414 pàgines
...would break my rest, And griefs would rend my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the...fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And look the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O ! when that blessed morn is come, Which breaks the slumbers... | |
 | Isaac Watts, James Manning Winchell - 1820 - 308 pàgines
...raise on high, And check the murmur, and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 LJut O ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1820 - 490 pàgines
...high, And check the murmur, and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the pow'rs of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
 | 1820 - 280 pàgines
...tear my ihrobing breast ; Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail ; Joy through my feeble eyes shall break. And mean those thanks 1 cannot speak. But when the final conflict 's o'er,... | |
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Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 
