 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...  Poems - Side 266av William Cowper - 1810Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 264 sider
...am never to see. 6. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compai'd with the speed of its flight, 1 he tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone toiler nest, The beast is laid down in his lair-; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray, John Walker - 1826 - 314 sider
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight* The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; ; ." Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 504 sider
...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,...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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 268 sider
...Compar'd with the 'speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrtfws of light. When I think of my own native land, In a...seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand 'i §oon hurries me back to despair. But the. sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1826 - 184 sider
...flight, The tempest itself lags behind, , And the swift winged arrows o£ light. When I think of ray own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas \ recollection at hand Scon hurries me back to despair. VII. But 4he sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 224 sider
...fleet is a glance of the mind! ComparM with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, In a moment I seem to be there; But, alas! recollection at hand, And the swift-winged arrows of light. \Vhen I think of my own native land, 7. But the sea-fowl is gone... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 262 sider
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of ligb When I think of my own native land, In a moment I neem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. vn. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 308 sider
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 sider
...speed of its flight', The tempest itself lags behind', And the swift-winged arrows of lighr. When 1 think of my own native land', In a moment I seem to...recollection at hand', Soon hurries me back to despair*. 7 But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest', The beast is laid down in his lair* ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 258 sider
...the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When 1 think of my own native land. In a moment I seem to...recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. 7 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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