...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...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis naught to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in...

...more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to mo : Since GOD is over present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste as in the city full ; And where HE...

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...to beat ! 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Ol the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as...

...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, Riven unknown to song ; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th'...

...unknown to song ; wliere fivst thè sun Gilds indian mountains, or bis setting beatn Flames on th' A.tlantic isles; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In thè void waste as in thè city full ; And wliere HE vital breathes there must he joy. \Vhen even at...

...And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat I Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam FL;mes on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In tlie void waste as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en- at...

...black'ning east ; 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barh'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or bis setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever...

...Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, 7. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows; the summer ray Russets the plain;...

...my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 8 Should f.ite command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barh'rous climes, Ilivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...