 | William Cowper - 1803 - Počet stránok 310
...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,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Ev'n here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1805 - Počet stránok 362
...the mind! Compared with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But alas ! recolleftion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. But the fea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - Počet stránok 310
...fltgtr, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift winged arrows of ligUt. 'VVheri I think of ray own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ;...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-vfcfwl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lairj Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - Počet stránok 316
...tempest itself lags Jbehind> And the swift winged arrows of light/ When I think of my own native laud, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back -to despair. VII; But the sea-fowl is gone to hev YTeKf, The beast is laid down i'n 'his lair l Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - Počet stránok 360
...I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind '. Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - Počet stránok 506
...its flight ! The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. oo When I think on my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there...recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. B,ut the sea fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Ev'n here is a season of... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - Počet stránok 422
...friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compar'd with the speed of if s flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - Počet stránok 390
...friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of ifs flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1810 - Počet stránok 262
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, * The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift.winged...native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast... | |
 | Encyclopaedia Britannica - 1810 - Počet stránok 824
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its llight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift- winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I leem to be there ; But alas ! recolleftion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the fca-fowl... | |
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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... 
