| James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - 1745 - عدد الصفحات: 586
...preifen/ werbe/ íatuí unb tvitt »er# Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, 105 And, deed to Joy, forget my Heart to beat. SHOULD Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to hoftile barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where firft the Sun Gilds... | |
| Seraph - 1754 - عدد الصفحات: 294
...gleams, Or winter riles in the reddening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint wo more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to hollile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds... | |
| James Thomson - 1757 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 101 Kivus unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beairt Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, 105... | |
| James Thomson - 1763 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...gleams-; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mate, may fancy paint no more, Andi dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command...earth, to diftant barbarous -climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where fir It the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his letting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles;... | |
| James Thomson - 1766 - عدد الصفحات: 266
...gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun Gilds... | |
| James Thomson - 1769 - عدد الصفحات: 218
...gleams; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Re my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And , dead to joy , forget my heart to beat ! SHOULD fate command...mountains or his fetting beam Flames , 'on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since (5oo is ever prefent , ever felt, 105 In the void wafte as in the... | |
| 1780 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! Should Fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers...Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on the Atlantic ifles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as... | |
| David Simpson - 1780 - عدد الصفحات: 628
...winter riles in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more. An* And, clead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the fartheft verg£ Of the green earth, to dift ant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun... | |
| Eyles Irwin - 1780 - عدد الصفحات: 1
...well known to perfons of tafte, • . • <• • « i " Shook! Fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firffc the fun Gilds Indian mountains, er his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought... | |
| Select lessons - 1785 - عدد الصفحات: 156
...; Or Winter rifes in the blackening Eaft; Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And, dead to Joy, forget my Heart to beat ! Should Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to diftant barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song ; where firft the Sun Gilds... | |
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