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" Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ! where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th... "
The Seasons: By James Thomson; with His Life, an Index, and Glossary ... - الصفحة 217
بواسطة James Thomson - 1793 - عدد الصفحات: 225
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Songs of Three Centuries. Ed. by John Greenleaf Whittier. Household Ed. ...

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song,—where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, — 't is Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city...

Pantheism and Christianity

John Hunt - 1884 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...rises to a sublime expression of ' all for the best.' Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ! And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en at...

Bell's Ladies' Reader: a Class-book of Poetry for Schools and Families. With ...

David Charles Bell - 1885 - عدد الصفحات: 344
...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...gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nonght to me : since God is ever present, ever felt, in the void waste, as...

The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, المجلد 4

1886 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...no more, And, dead to joy, forget, my heart, to beat ! Should Fate command rae to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...Gilds Indian mountains or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis naught to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in...

Psalm 125-150

Charles Haddon Spurgeon - 1886 - عدد الصفحات: 502
...are lord over him. — Henry Smith. Verne* 9, 10.— Should fate command me to the farthest verge Ot the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flumes on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void...

Religious Poems

C. E. Alexander - 1886 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, River's unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian...or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 't is nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full !...

The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite ...

1886 - عدد الصفحات: 552
...grove, There let the shepherd's Ilute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis naught to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in...

The treasury of David: containing an original exposition of the ..., المجلد 7

Charles Haddon Spurgeon - 1886 - عدد الصفحات: 784
...Rivers uukuown to song ; where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the 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 breathes, there must be joy. When e'en at...

The treasury of David: containing an original exposition of the ..., المجلد 7

Charles Haddon Spurgeon - 1886 - عدد الصفحات: 500
...Rivers unknown to song ; where tirst the HUH Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flumes on the 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 breathes, there must be joy. When e'en at...

Between the Lights: Thoughts for the Quiet Hour

1887 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...be mindful of them. JOSEPH ADDISON. THE PRAISE OF GOD. SHOULD Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy. When even at...




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