 | William Cowper - 1818 - 314 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself laais behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. vn. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me hack to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The heast is laid down in his lair ; Even here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 448 страници
...; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. o 3 150 ON EDWARD THURLOW, ESQ. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest The beast is...down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1820 - 636 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, The beast has laid down in his lair : E'en here is a season of rest, And I to... | |
 | William Cowper - 1869 - 306 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 278 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of ita flight, The tempest itself lags behind,' And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There 's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction... | |
 | William Cowper - 1821 - 556 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...down in his lair : Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 278 страници
...lags behind; And the swift-winged arrows of light. When 1 think of my own native land, In a moment 1 seem to be there } But, alas ! recollection at hand...down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place ; 1 And mercy — encouraging thought! Giyes even... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1821 - 280 страници
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea fowl has gone to her nest. The beast is laid down in his lair ; E'en here is a season of rest,... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 страници
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think...seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, The beast has laid down in his lair : Ev'n here is a season... | |
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How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon... 
