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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... "
The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ... - Pagina 175
de Lindley Murray - 1827 - 264 pagini
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The Scots Magazine, Volumul 49

1787 - 690 pagini
...Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The temped itfelf Ugs behind, And the fwift-»inged arrow of lighf. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I ieem to be there, But, alas'. Recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to Defpiir. But the Геа-fowl...
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The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original ..., Volumul 6

John Wesley - 1783 - 798 pagini
...Compared with the fpeed of its ftight, . The tempeft itfelf lags behind, , , ' And the fwift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there ; But alas! Recolleftion at hand • -i. Soon hurries me back to defpair. ; . . But...
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Poems, Volumul 1

William Cowper - 1782 - 384 pagini
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift winged 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. 7But the fea fowl...
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Poems, Volumul 1

William Cowper - 1786 - 756 pagini
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itielf lags behind, And the fwift winged 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. 7But the fea fowl...
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Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ...

William Cowper - 1787 - 334 pagini
...mind \ Compaf'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there i But alas 1 recollection at hand Soon hurries me Back to defpair. VII. But the fea...
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Annual Register of World Events, Volumul 28

1788 - 524 pagini
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempcll ittblf lags behind, And the fwift-winged 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 deipair. VII. , But the...
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Poems, Volumul 1

William Cowper - 1788 - 380 pagini
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpecd of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift winged 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. VII. But the fea...
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The County Magazine, Volumul 1

1788 - 404 pagini
...mind! Coropar'd with the fpml of its flight, The temped itfelf lags behind, And the fwift-wing'd arrow of light. When I think, of my own native land, In a. moment I feeflu to be there, i-".\, alas! Recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to Uclpair. $ut the fca-fowl...
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Annual Register, Volumul 28

Edmund Burke - 1788 - 556 pagini
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight. The tempeft itfeif lags behind, . And the fwift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment 1 feem to be there ; Eut alas ! recollenion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. Bat the fea-fowl...
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Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple Esq. In Two Volumes ...

William Cowper - 1793 - 378 pagini
...the mind! Compar'd with the fpeed of its flight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land, In a moment I feem to be there; But alas ! recolleclion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. VII. But the fea-fowl...
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