 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the...  The Seasons - Page 237by James Thomson, Robert Heron - 1793 - 295 pagesFull view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1796 - 220 pages
...the plaint infpiring Autumn gleams Or Winter rifes in the blackening E.di, *B'e my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the faitheft verge • Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 'Rivers unknown to t'ong ; where... | |
 | Lindley Murray - Readers - 1799 - 408 pages
...great fymn! For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blofsom blows; the fummer ray Rufsets the plain ; infpiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rifes...mute, may Fancy paint no more, And dead to joy, forget niy heart to beat! Should Fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to difiant barb'rous... | |
 | James Thomson - English poetry - 1802 - 320 pages
...the summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rises in the black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead...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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 pages
...Russets the plain; inspiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rises in the blackening 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, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 pages
...Russets the plain; inspiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rises in the blackening 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, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song; where first... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 330 pages
...the plain, in/firing Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifts in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart...beat ! 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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 268 pages
...gleams ; Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no wore, And , deiad to joy , forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green eartk , to distant barbarous climes , Rivers unknown to song i where first... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 pages
...the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or 'Winter rises in the hlackening east; 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 harharous climes.... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 pages
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening 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 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song, where first... | |
 | E. Tomkins - 1804 - 416 pages
...Russets the plain, inspiring Autuum gleams, Or Winter rises in the hlackening East, 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 harharous climes,... | |
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