 | Thomas Loraine McKenney - 1827 - 572 pàgines
..."Should fate command me to the distant rerge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Riven unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian...Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me, Since God is ever prevent, ever felt, In the wide waste, and in the city full, And where he vital breathes there must... | |
 | Thomas Loraine McKenney - 1827 - 534 pàgines
...produce) — "Should fate command me to the distant verge Of the green earth, 'to distant harb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me, Since Gud is erer present, ever felt, In the wide waste, and in the city full, And where be vital breathes... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 258 pàgines
...heart to beat ! 8 Should fate command me to the 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 f~ Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 pàgines
...blaclrning east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 8 Should fate command me to the 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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 pàgines
...black'ning east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! 8 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun »r Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis... | |
 | Keturah Jeffreys - 1827 - 254 pàgines
...and, iu my heart, I repeated those lines of Thompson, " Should Heav-n command me to the farthest ve'ge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song ; where rirst the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th- Atlantic isles j -tis nought... | |
 | New reader - 1879 - 392 pàgines
...From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write, with every beam, His praiso. * * * * * Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Kivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the... | |
 | Blackie and son, ltd - 1880 - 338 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...his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles; 'tis naught to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where... | |
 | 1880 - 208 pàgines
...THERE they stand, Shining in order like a living hymn Written in light. CXVIII. —Nathaniel P. Willis. SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles; 't is naught to me, Since... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 pàgines
...Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, liivers Bathed in the rays of the great setting flam?, Hesperus,...the host of heaven, came, And lo ! creation widened — Ч is uuuglit to me : Since pod is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full... | |
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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. 
