 | Lindley Murray - 1996 - عدد الصفحات: 228
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 | Suvir Kaul - 2000 - عدد الصفحات: 358
...sun, particularly when that search had expanded to include unknown geographies and new possibilities: Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me.'"4 These lines (100-104) from "A Hymn on the Seasons" suggest once more both the expansive movement... | |
 | H.A. Cody - 2002 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...mattered little to him where he was sent, as his feelings were those expressed by an English poet : " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song . . . 'tis naught to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full."... | |
 | David Allan - 2008 - عدد الصفحات: 325
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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. 
