 | James Thomson - 1793 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray 95 SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge i oo Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste as in the city full; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy. When even... | |
 | 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun GilJs Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th'...felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital breathes, there must be joyWhen ev'n at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 340
...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...felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 344
...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...felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 320
...heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun...ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; i And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en at last the solemn hour shall come, And... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 186
...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting heam Flames on th ' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me:Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital hreathes, there must he joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 268
...climes , Rivers unknown to song i where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting bearn Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present , ever fejt , .-..-, In the void waste as in /ih? city flriVi x -,,.. . -V And where UR vital breathes , tlicrc... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting heam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever fell. In the void wasle, as in the city full ! And where he vital hreathes there must he joy. When... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 232
...Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me } Since God is ever present, ever felt, 105 And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en at last the solemn hour shall come, And... | |
 | 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...paint no more. And, dead to joy, forget my heart to bent ! Should fate command me to the fai thest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes,...ever present, ever 'felt, In the void waste as in the cifjr'fuil j And where HE vital spreads 'there rritist be 'joy. When even at last the solemn hou'r'sh... | |
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