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" 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 the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames... "
Poems on various subjects, selected by E. Tomkins - Page 32
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The seasons; with the life of the author. To which are added Hesiod, or the ...

James Thomson - 1803
...a* they roll. For me , when I forget the darling theme, Whether .the blossom blows, the summer-ray Russets the plain , inspiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter...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...
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The seasons. To which is prefixed the life of the author

James Thomson - 1803 - 168 pages
...hlows, the summer-ray Russets 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....
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The Poetical Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections ..., Volume 1

James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804
...as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray 95 Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter...beat ! Should Fate command me to the farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds...
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Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ...

E. Tomkins - Didactic poetry, English - 1804 - 256 pages
...hlows, the Summer ray 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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Elegant extracts

Elegant extracts - 1805 - 1016 pages
...the Summer n>y RulVctsthc plain; inffiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter riles in the blackening ea(t: fie my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead...forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge When even at loft the folemn hour fliall com; And wing my myftic flight to future worlds,...
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The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry

Poetry - 1806 - 304 pages
...blows, the Summer-ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! I 2 177 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes,...
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The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

English poetry - 1806 - 380 pages
...blows, the summer ray Russets the plain, iidpirilrg AntWrnn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blSc'kdmng east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more. And, dead to joy, forget my heart to bent ! Should fate command me to the fai thest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes,...
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The seasons; with his life, by mr. Murdoch

James Thomson - 1806
...Autumn gleams; r Winter rises in the blackening east; e my tongue mute, .may fancy paint no more, nd, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the farthest verge 100 >f the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, livers unknown to song; where first the sun iiiIs...
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The Indian: a Poem: In Six Cantos

William Crow - English poetry - 1806 - 91 pages
... r A POEM. IN SIX CANTOS. BY WILLIAM CROW. " Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous cliroe,, Riven unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th]

1806
...contemplative devotion. The following passage reminds us of those delightful lines in Thomson's hymns: ' Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, &c. ;' the idea of which, perhaps, was suggested by Horace's * Panh me pigris ubi nulla campis Arbor,...
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