 | Elizabeth Hamilton - 1796 - 356 sivua
...mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th" Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever prcfent, ever felt> In the void wafte as in the city full ;...muft be joy. When e'en, 'at laft, the folemn hour fhall come And wing my myftic flight to future worlds I cheerful -will obey; there, with new powers... | |
 | 1796 - 220 sivua
...mountains, or bis fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic iftes ; 'tis nought tome; Since God is ever prefect, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full; And where He vital fpreads, there muft be joy. When even at lait the Solemn hour fhall come, And wing my myftic... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1799 - 408 sivua
...or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic illes ; 'tis nought lo me : Since God is ever prefer t, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there muft be joy. When ev'n at laft the folemn hour lhall come, And wing my myftic... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 330 sivua
...mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there muft be joy. When even at laft the folemn hour fhall come, And wing my my flic... | |
 | 1803 - 250 sivua
...mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles, 'tis nought to me.; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full; And where He vital fpreads, there muft be joy. When ev'n at lafl the folemn hour mall come, And wing my myftic... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1805 - 288 sivua
...his fetting bea^n I V L Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full ; And where HE vital breathes there muft be joy; When e'en at lad the folemn hour fliall come, And wing my myftlc... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1811 - 286 sivua
...or his fetting beam .. Flames on the Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me % Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as in the city full -, " ,, And where HE vital breathes there muft be joy. •When e'en at laft. the iblemn hour fhall come, And wing my... | |
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Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on th... 
