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" Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant, barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the... "
Between the Lights: Thoughts for the Quiet Hour - Side 378
1887 - 436 sider
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The Seasons: By James Thomson; with His Life, an Index, and Glossary ...

James Thomson - 1793 - 225 sider
...theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray 95 SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge i oo Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste as in the city full; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy. When even...
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The Seasons: By James Thomson

James Thomson - 1800 - 288 sider
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute , my fancy paint no more , And, dead to joy , forget my heart to heat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth , to distant barbarous climes , Hirers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on...
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The Beauties of the Poets:: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry ...

1800 - 304 sider
...black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, fos-get my heart to beat! 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 GilJs Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The Seasons

James Thomson - 1802 - 262 sider
...black'ning 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 green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The seasons; with the life of the author. To which are added Hesiod, or the ...

James Thomson - 1803
...climes , Rivers unknown to song i where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting bearn Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present , ever fejt , .-..-, In the void waste as in /ih? city flriVi x -,,.. . -V And where UR vital breathes , tlicrc...
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The seasons. To which is prefixed the life of the author

James Thomson - 1803 - 168 sider
...hlackening east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant harharous climes. Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The Poetical Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections ..., Volum 1

James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804
...more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me } Since God is ever present, ever felt, 105 And where he vital...
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Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ...

E. Tomkins - 1804 - 256 sider
...hlackening East, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy paint no more. And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - 380 sider
...paint no more. And, dead to joy, forget my heart to bent ! Should fate command me to the fai thest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes,...ever present, ever 'felt, In the void waste as in the cifjr'fuil j And where HE vital spreads 'there rritist be 'joy. When even at last the solemn hou'r'sh...
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The Indian: a Poem: In Six Cantos

William Crow - 1806 - 91 sider
... r A POEM. IN SIX CANTOS. BY WILLIAM CROW. " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous cliroe,, Riven unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames...
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