 | 1825 - 610 sivua
...the poet Thomson : — "Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to diktant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beams Flame on the Atlantic hies; 'tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void... | |
 | 1825 - 516 sivua
...SboaJd fate command me to the farthest verge Of Ae green earth, to distant barb'roua climes, Riven unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames o'er the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste... | |
 | 1825 - 502 sivua
...Methodist Magazine. MEMOIR OF THE REV. WILLIAM BEAUCHAMP. OF MOUNT CAHMEI,, IL1.IK01S. '• Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers nnl.iKif. n to song ; where Cr*t the sun Qilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1825 - 316 sivua
...to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barh'rous climes, IMvers unknown to song;-where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on tff Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 270 sivua
...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'rotis climes, Rivera unknown to song ; where first the sua .Gilds Indian mountains, or his netting... | |
 | James Thomson - 1826 - 268 sivua
...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,...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis naught to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 224 sivua
...to beat! •. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun...nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, 7. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows; the summer ray Russets the plain;... | |
 | James Thomson - 1826 - 176 sivua
...more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to mo : Since GOD is over present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 222 sivua
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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. 
