 How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries...  The Poetical Works of William Cowper - Side 389av William Cowper - 1854Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Lindley Murray - 1815 - 262 sider
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift-wing'd arrows of light. •When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there : But alas ! recollection at hand The beaft is laid down in his lair ; "Even here... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1815 - 602 sider
...yet have a friend, Though a friend T am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight; The tempest itself lags behind«, And the swift winged arrows of light. i When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there;... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1816 - 328 sider
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight. The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at band, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 sider
...mind ! Coaipar'd with the speed of its flight, The tem|K->t itself lags behind, And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I stem to be there; But, al.is ! recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 252 sider
...send A wish or a thonght after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Thongh a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags hehind, And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land. In a moment I seem... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1817 - 290 sider
...«peed of its The tempest itself lags behind, , And the, swift wing'd arrows of light. When 1 thirk of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hapd Soon hurries me back to despair. E'en here is a season of rest, And I to my cabio repair. There's... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 240 sider
...send A wish or a thought after me.' O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season of rest,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 448 sider
...send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. o 3 150 ON EDWARD THURLOW, ESQ. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest The beast is laid down in his... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 sider
...send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with...there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me hack to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The heast is laid down in his lair ; Even here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 314 sider
...How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself laais behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. vn. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
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