 | Hiram Alfred Cody - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 422
...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 . . . 1tis naught to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full."... | |
 | Edwin Maude - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...from England vid the Continent, Paris, Italy, Rome, Naples, Malta, Egypt, Aden— Arrival in India. "Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the Green Earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to Fame, where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...reddening ] blackening MS 78 (see B) unsnffering ] mild bloodless T will ] shall T Palaestra LXVI. 22 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to hostile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun n0 Gilds Indian mountains, or... | |
 | Ellen E. Kenyon-Warner - 1910 - عدد الصفحات: 298
...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...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 city full; And where... | |
 | Percy Adams Hutchison - 1912 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should Fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes,...or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, 't is nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And... | |
 | Kathleen Winifred Campbell - 1926 - عدد الصفحات: 224
...blackening East, Be my Tongue mute — may 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 nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void Waste... | |
 | James Thomson - 1927 - عدد الصفحات: 232
...blackening East; Be my Tongue mute, may 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 nought to me: Since G o D is ever present, ever felt, In the void Waste as... | |
 | Nicholas Murray Butler, Frank Pierrepont Graves, William McAndrew - 1918 - عدد الصفحات: 470
...remote Is he, not yet the candidate for light, The future embryo slumbering in his sire. From Thompson: 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 in... | |
 | British and foreign sailors' society - 1842 - عدد الصفحات: 696
...Pacific seas. Where nature is most wonderful, and perhaps most beautiful, there has he wandered, " To the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant,...or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles." OP F.EAMKM IN SOCIKTT. 51 marvels and novelties ; tlie passion for exploring which has animated alike... | |
 | British and foreign sailors' society - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 398
...verge Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds India's mountains, or his setting rays Fade on the Atlantic Isles, 'tis nought to me, — Since God is ever present, ever felt In the wide waste, as in the City full — And where He vital breathes, there must be joy." /, too, have been... | |
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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. 
