 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 l lh, t, alas ! recollection at hand Soon...  Like Master Like Man: A Novel ... - Strana 74podľa John Palmer - 1811Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | Katherine Devereux Blake, Georgia Alexander - 1906 - Počet stránok 106
...see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! 6 Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest himself lags behind And the swift-winged arrows of light....my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; 10 But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea fowl is gone to... | |
 | Sir William Warre - 1909 - Počet stránok 362
...In his absence I am quite desamparado? Adieu, my dear Father. Daily in my own quiet hermitage, . . . When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas 1 recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair ; " to despair " is too strong, but certainly... | |
 | University of Calcutta - 1910 - Počet stránok 684
...its flight The tempest itself lags behind And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. (</) I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish... | |
 | A. E. Sharp - 1911 - Počet stránok 264
...stainless Shall cast at his fellows a stone. 85. Your Father knoweth that ye have need of these things. 36. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there. 37. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have great ness thrust upon them. LESSON... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - Počet stránok 952
...Though a friend I am never to see. < How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its s if I saw alike my work and self And all that I was...in God's hand. How strange now looks the life he m 1 recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - Počet stránok 412
...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 he there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone... | |
 | Robert J. Berens - 2001 - Počet stránok 178
...himself lags behind / And the swift winged arrows of light. / When I think of my own nature land,/In a moment I seem to be there; / But alas! recollection at hand / Soon hurried me back to despair. That's from William Cowper's Alone, and that's the way I think of you and... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1874 - Počet stránok 924
...in the light of humanity, yet so far, when we come to reflect. Cowper sang of Selkirk and his isle : When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soou hurries me back to despair. I can only travel to these distant coralline shoals in these pages... | |
 | Baltimore and Ohio Railroad Company - 1907 - Počet stránok 480
...the 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, In a moment I seem to be there ; B'tt, alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is pone to her... | |
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