 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 264 pàgines
...to beat ! 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Ol the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1826 - 840 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 green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Riven unknown to song ; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th'... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 268 pàgines
...And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat I Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam FL;mes on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In tlie void waste as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en- at... | |
 | James Thomson - 1826 - 430 pàgines
...unknown to song ; wliere fivst thè sun Gilds indian mountains, or bis setting beatn Flames on th' A.tlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In thè void waste as in thè city full ; And wliere HE vital breathes there must he joy. \Vhen even at... | |
 | Lindley Murray, John Walker - 1826 - 314 pàgines
...black'ning east ; 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barh'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or bis setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 224 pàgines
...Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, 7. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows; the summer ray Russets the plain;... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 286 pàgines
...my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 8 Should f.ite command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barh'rous climes, Ilivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | Thomas Loraine McKenney - 1827 - 606 pàgines
...produce) — "Should fate command me to the distant verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the wide waste, and in the city full, And where he vital breathes there must be jay." 1 have often revolved... | |
 | John Cole - 1827 - 166 pàgines
...black'ning 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 - r Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | Poetical ladder - 1827 - 94 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... | |
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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. 
