 | James Thomson - 1768 - Počet stránok 366
...barbarous climes , Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains or his fetting beam Flames , "on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me Since GOD is ever prefent , ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where HE vital fpreads there muft... | |
 | James Thomson - 1769 - Počet stránok 218
...barbarous climes , Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains or his fetting beam Flames, 'on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, ioj In the void wafte as in the city full; And where HE vital fpreads there muft... | |
 | Johann Joachim Eschenburg - 1789 - Počet stránok 454
...barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song, where firft the Sun "Gilds Indian Mountains, or his fetting Beam Flames on th' Atlantic Isles; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void Wafte as in the City full; And where HE vital 1'preads there muft be... | |
 | James Thomson - 1793 - Počet stránok 300
...Summer ray 95 SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge i oo Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun...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... | |
 | 1800 - Počet stránok 322
...black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, foiget my heart to beat? i 5 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...climes. Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun GilJs Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me:. Since... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - Počet stránok 302
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute , my 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 barbarous climes , Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - Počet stránok 320
...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...present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en at last the solemn hour shall come,... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - Počet stránok 340
...blackening east; Be my tongue mute, my 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 barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - Počet stránok 344
...blackening east; Be my tongue mute, my 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 barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - Počet stránok 368
...blackening east; Be my tongue mute, my 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 barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
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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 beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever... 
