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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 hurries... "
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по William Cowper - 1800
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Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical ..., Том 2

Addison (pseud.) - 1794 - 564 страници
...mind! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight; The Tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift-winged arrow of Light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there; But alas! Recolleftion, at hand, Soon hurries me back to Defpair. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft, The beaft...

Interesting Anecdotes, Memoirs, Allegories, Essays, and Poetical ..., Том 1

Mr. Addison - 1794 - 254 страници
...tell me I yet have a Friend, Though a Friend I am never to fee. How fleet is the glance of the mind! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight; The Tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift-winged arrow of Light. When I think of my own native land. In a moment I feem to be there j But...

Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for ...

Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 страници
...¡ni,,d '— Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The temped itfelf. lags behind, And the fwifc-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I fecm to be there ; Bur, alas ! recollcftion at hand Soon hurries me bade to ib fpair. But the fea-fowl...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1798 - 370 страници
...me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to fee. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft...native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft,...

The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1799 - 408 страници
...Mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itlelf lags behind, And the fwift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft, The beaft...

Walker's Hibernian Magazine, Or, Compendium of Entertaining Knowledge

1788 - 772 страници
...Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempcft itfelf lags, behind, And the fwift-winged arrow of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I ftem to be there ; But, alas ! Recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the fea-fowl...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 310 страници
...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 of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1805 - 362 страници
...yet have a fiiend, Though a friend I am never to fee. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags...native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But alas ! recolleftion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft,...

Poems, Том 1

William Cowper - 1805 - 358 страници
...yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to fee. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags...native land, In a moment I feem to be there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. But the fea-fowl is gone to her neft,...

The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1805 - 288 страници
...tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to fee. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But, alas...




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