 | William Cowper - 1812 - 396 pagini
...fleet is a glance of the mind! Compar'd with the speed of it's 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 seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down iu his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1812 - 378 pagini
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Cornpar'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 1 seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1814 - 496 pagini
...mind I Compar'd with the speed of it's 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; Bnt alas! recollection at hand Soon hnrries me back to despair. VII. Bnt the seafowl is gone to her... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1815 - 602 pagini
...the speed of its flight; The tempest itself lags behind«, And the swift winged arrows of light. i When I think of my own native land, In a moment I...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea- fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest,... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pagini
...winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I stem to be there; But, al.is ! recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair....gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair: E'en here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There is mercy in every place, And mercy,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1816 - 328 pagini
...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,...moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at band, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1817 - 290 pagini
...«peed of its The tempest itself lags behind, , And the, swift wing'd arrows of light. When 1 thirk of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hapd Soon hurries me back to despair. E'en here is a season of rest, And I to my cabio repair. There's... | |
 | William Cowper - 1817 - 252 pagini
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags hehind, And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land. In a moment I seem to he there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me hack to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 240 pagini
...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 merc.y in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought! Gives even affliction... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 pagini
...the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. AVhen I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem...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... | |
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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... 
