 | Harriet Newell, Leonard Woods - 1814 - 260 pàgines
...the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, .Hirers unknown to song; wiiere first the sun < .ilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic Isles! 'tis nought tome, Since God is ever present — ever just, In the void waste, as in the city full And where he... | |
 | Rodolphus Dickinson - 1815 - 214 pàgines
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1816 - 256 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | 1817 - 314 pàgines
...east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should Pate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth,...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 in... | |
 | William Scott - 1817 - 416 pàgines
...heart to beat ! Should fate command rue to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to ma— Since God is ever present, ever le!t, In the void waste as in the city full — And where HE... | |
 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 pàgines
...blackening East, Be my tongue mule, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the snn 'Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ;... | |
 | James Thomson, Dr. Johnson - 1818 - 316 pàgines
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or bis setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis naught to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever... | |
 | 1825 - 512 pàgines
...CARUEL, ILLINOIS. " Should fate command me to tie 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 o'er the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste... | |
 | Hester Ann Rogers - 1818 - 302 pàgines
...world into a little Paradise: it will enable you to tri. umph with the Poet: " Should [Providence] command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant, barb'rous climes, ———'Tis nought to me: Since God is ever piescnt, ever fc't; In the void wafte,... | |
 | Elizabeth Hamilton - 1819 - 302 pàgines
...called to be an evidence of their truth. " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the greeu earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantick isles ; 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
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tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. 
