 Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift!...  Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Side 472redigert av - 1846Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 sider
...with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift 1 hast reached the shore Where tempests never beat, nor billows...the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | 1846 - 608 sider
...restore them — he says, picturing her bliss and his trials, — " Thou, with sails so swift ! hast reached the shore ' Where tempests never beat, nor...consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since, hus anchored at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain thai rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 110 sider
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows...consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since has anchor'd at thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 482 sider
...with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; — So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore " Where tempests never beat nor...the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 sider
...with incense play Around her fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore, " Where tempests never beat, nor...the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 sider
...thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar," 1 And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since, has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distrest... | |
 | 1846 - 332 sider
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore, ' Where tempests never beat nor billows...the dangerous tide Of life, long since has anchored by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain the rest, Always from port withheld, always distressed... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 sider
...incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reach'd the shore, " Where tempests never beat nor billows...consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor 'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | William Cowper - 1847 - 556 sider
...light her streamers gay; -So thou, with sails how swift I hast reached the shore, • Where tempest? never beat nor billows roar,'* And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always... | |
 | Garland - 1847 - 104 sider
...beat nor billows roar," And thy lov'd consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchor'd by thy side. But me, scarce hoping to attain that rest, Always from port withheld, always distress'd — The howling blasts drive devious, tempesttoss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and... | |
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