 | James Thomson, Dr. Johnson - Laziness - 1818 - 316 pages
...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...rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest... | |
 | Great Britain - 1818 - 708 pages
...subject of this memoir was accustomed to repeat the following passage from " Thomson's Seasons :" " 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... | |
 | Hester Ann Rogers - Conversion - 1818 - 302 pages
...world into a little Paradise: it will enable you to tri. umph with the Poet: " Should [Providence] command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant, barb'rous climes, ———'Tis nought to me: Since God is ever piescnt, ever fc't; In the void wafte,... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1819 - 658 pages
...cover it ! let it not be numbered in the hours of the day !' • • ' When I forget the darling theme, Be my tongue mute ! my fancy paint no more ! And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat !' I have just met with my old friend, the ship captain ; guess my pleasure : to meet you could alone... | |
 | Geography - 1819 - 188 pages
...iu the blackening east ; Besmy tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And dead to joy, fmget my heait to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers uitknown to song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting... | |
 | William Scott - Elocution - 1819 - 366 pages
...the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets...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 - Elocution - 1820 - 434 pages
...poet's lyre, Still sing the God of seasons as they roll. . For me, when I forget the darling theme, 'Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets...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... | |
 | William Scott - Children's stories - 1820 - 398 pages
...the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets...blackening east — •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... | |
 | William Scott - Children's stories - 1820 - 422 pages
...the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of seasons as they n 11. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets...the blackening east — 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... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1820 - 832 pages
...blossom blows, the Sunrnier-ray Russets the plain, insjnring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rises in die or art, from whence to raise Magnificence ; and what can Heaven show more ? Our torments also die farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where... | |
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