 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 sivua
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 | James Thomson - 1793 - 300 sivua
...the power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, , 300 What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where...These check his fearful steps ; and down he sinks 305 Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death; Mix'd with... | |
 | 1800 - 322 sivua
...Smooth'd up with snow; and what is land, unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In th6 loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain...shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death Mix'd with the tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 sivua
...precipices huge , Smooth'dup with snow; and, what is land, unknown , What water of the still unfrozen spring , In the loose marsh or solitary lake , Where...shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the Htleniess of death , 18 Mix'd with the leader anguish nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 sivua
...precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow; and, what is land, unknown, With water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 320 sivua
...precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow; and, what is land unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 sivua
...precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow; and, what is land, unknown, With water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where...drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 340 sivua
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 | James Thomson - 1803 - 204 sivua
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 | James Thomson - 1803 - 268 sivua
...precipices huge ; Smooth'd up with snow ; and , what is land , unknown , What water of the still unfrozen spring , In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where...shelter of the shapeless drift , Thinking o'er all (he bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying... | |
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Smoothed up with snow; and, what is land unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. 
