 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 Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present,...  The Seasons ... - Side 259av James Thomson - 1802 - 262 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 268 sider
...gleams ; Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no wore, And , deiad to joy , forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green eartk , to distant barbarous climes , Rivers unknown to song i where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 sider
...the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or 'Winter rises in the 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.... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 sider
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening East, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart...beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 sider
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autuum gleams, Or Winter rises in the 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,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1805 - 288 sider
...the fummer ray Ruflets the plain ; infpiring autumn gleams ; Or winter rifes in the black'ning eaft ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more. And dead...forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to die fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to fong : where... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1805 - 1054 sider
...RulVctsthc plain; inffiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter riles in the blackening ea(t: fie my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge When even at loft the folemn hour fliall com; And wing my myftic flight to future worlds,... | |
 | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 sider
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening East, Be my tongue mute, my Fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart...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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1806 - 242 sider
...Autumn gleams; r Winter rises in the blackening east; e my tongue mute, .may fancy paint no more, nd, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge 100 >f the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, livers unknown to song; where first the sun iiiIs... | |
 | William Crow - 1806 - 106 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... | |
 | 1806 - 330 sider
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! I 2 177 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes,... | |
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