 | William Scott - 1820 - 424 pages
...me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to scng ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me— Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void waste as... | |
 | William Scott - 1819 - 368 pages
...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, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 398 pages
...•Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint uo mere, And dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'ross climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | William Scott - 1820 - 422 pages
...— Be my tongue mute my fancy pa'mt 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, Rivers unknown to snng ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | 1821 - 270 pages
...heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest vergo Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 280 pages
...black'ning east; 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the greeu earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to m« .Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pages
...Rivers unknown to song ; where first the SUTJ Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste a» in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn... | |
 | 1821 - 282 pages
...Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat ! 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 Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 278 pages
...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, Rivers unknown 'to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 232 pages
...air, Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more ; And dead to joy, my heart forget to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth...Gilds Indian mountains ; or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as... | |
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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. 
