 | Edward Verrall Lucas - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 336
..." of man " is considerable, and, as far as 1 From the Hymn at the end of Thomson's ' Seasons ' : ' Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...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... | |
 | William Ezra Ketcham - 1899 - عدد الصفحات: 386
...have realized the same ; — united in an enterprise the most important — crossed oceans — in " distant, barbarous climes, rivers unknown to song, where first the sun gilds Indian mountains." Alas ! her days are past, her purposes are broken off ; oh ! delicious, though mournful recollection,... | |
 | Heinrich Molenaar - 1899 - عدد الصفحات: 152
...Aus derselben Hymne finden sich noch zwei Citate in Briefen an Clarinda, 19. 1. 88 (V. 47): " 'Tie nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the raid icaste as in the city full; And u-here he rital breathes, there must be joy !" (A Hymn 104-107.)... | |
 | Sir Harry George Wakelyn Smith - 1901 - عدد الصفحات: 430
...appearance of the land it put me in mind of the following lines in Thomson's Hymn on t/te Seasons : — " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beams Flame on th' Atlantic Isles, tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void... | |
 | Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1903 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...the same also which, in an utilitarian, prosaic age, is coldly paraphrased in Thomson's " Hymn": " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, . . . 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full."... | |
 | 1904 - عدد الصفحات: 1014
...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 climos, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam... | |
 | James Robert Jackson - 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 916
...sentiments of which I adopted as a part of my life, and often in after years repeated experimentally : 4 Should Fate command me to the farthest verge of the...barbarous climes, rivers unknown to song, where first (be sun gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam flames on the Atlantic isles, 't is naught to me,... | |
 | Margaret Lynn - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...blackening east, Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 1oo Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Flames on the Atlantic isles — 'tis nought to me ; 105 Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital... | |
 | Margaret Lynn - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 528
...blackening east, Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 1oo Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Flames on the Atlantic isles — 'tis nought to me ; 105 Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital... | |
 | James Thomson - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...blackening east, Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 99 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Elames on the Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me ; x'Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void... | |
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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. 
