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" 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... "
Poems - Strana 308
podľa William Cowper - 1788
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The Historical Reader: Designed for the Use of Schools and Families, on a ...

John Lauris Blake - 1824 - Počet stránok 381
...of the 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, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1824
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempeat itself lags behind, Arid the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl...
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Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present ...

William Hazlitt - 1824 - Počet stránok 822
...mind 1 Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged ood man learn'd to And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Care seem to be there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl...
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Poems by William Cowper, Esq: Of the Inner Temple

William Cowper - 1824 - Počet stránok 427
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrovys 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 me back to despair. But, the seafowl...
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Cowper's minor poems

William Cowper - 1825
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself Jags 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 me back to despair. But the seafowl...
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Zväzky 7–8

British anthology - 1825
...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 me back to despair. But the scafowl...
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces of Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1825 - Počet stránok 264
...mind ! Compar'd with the spefrd 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 1 seem to be there ; But, ii>»! recollection at hand Suron hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl...
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Poems. With an introductory essay by J. Montgomery

William Cowper - 1826
...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 me back to despair. But the seafowl...
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Poems, Zväzok 1

William Cowper - 1826
...of the 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, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl...
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1826 - Počet stránok 286
...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, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas .' recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. 7 But. the sea-fowl...
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