 | Jabez Burns - 1829 - 378 páginas
...gleams, Or winter rises in the 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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 páginas
...Or Winter rises in the blackening east — Be my tongue mute, my fuiicy paint no more, And, dead tu s ; and pray thee, with this answer rest satisfied.' So gre furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 páginas
...Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, 3 And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first... | |
 | Joseph Emerson - 1832 - 122 páginas
...gleams ; Or Wintei rise in the 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 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 páginas
...gleams, Or winter rises in the blackening cast ; 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... | |
 | A. B. Cleveland - 1832 - 496 páginas
...gleams; Or Winter rises in the blackening 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 green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first... | |
 | Andrew Thomson - 1835 - 302 páginas
...gleams, Or Winter rises in the black'ning 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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1836 - 200 páginas
...gleams; Or Winter rises in the blackening east, Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no raoi And, dead te joy, forget my heart to beat !• Should fate command me to the farthest v Ot* the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 448 páginas
...gleams; Or Winter rises in the 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 438 páginas
...; Or Winter rises in the 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... | |
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tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full... 
