 | Henry Craik, William Elfe Tayler - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...the remembrance of the days that are gone. But yet I am not alone : God is here ; and should duty ' command me to the farthest verge of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes/ He is there too. The ' communion of the saints/ is, indeed, a delightful privilege ; but what is it... | |
 | Grace Webster - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 180
...the reader, " Arthur King." The result of his embassage is reserved to another chapter. CHAPTER LX. " Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth " Thornton. WHEN Acts of Parliament for improvements in the neighbourhood of Atterhill had removed... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 596
...| '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 barb'rous climes' | Kivers unknown to song,, where first the sun Gilds Indian moun'tains, | or Ais... | |
 | Norris C. Hodgdon - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...of nUture's poets, with spirit as pure as ever swept a lyre. And thus he sings : — " ' Should fato command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth; to distant barbarous climes; Hitors unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his sotting beam Flames on the... | |
 | Norris C. Hodgdon - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...is another of nature's poets, with spirit as pure as ever swept a lyre. And thus he sings : — " ' Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth ; to distant barbarons climes; Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 900
...blackening east, Be my tongue mute, — my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! len Bryant Rivet's unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames... | |
 | Arabella M. Willson - 1872 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...refinements of her enlightened and Christian home, and go thousands of miles across unknown oceans " to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes," to spend her life in an unhealthy climate, among a race whose language was strange to her ear, whose... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - عدد الصفحات: 782
...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy point no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. . Elvers unknown to song; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the... | |
 | Philip George and son, ltd - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...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 green earth ; to distant barbarous climes ; Eivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 562
...blackening cast, Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forgct my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distaut barbarous climes, Rivera unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or... | |
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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. 
