Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the... The Seasons - Strona 237autor: James Thomson, Robert Heron - 1793 - Liczba stron: 295Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
| James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - 1745 - Liczba stron: 586
...¿u preifen/ werbe/ íatuí unb tvitt »er# Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, 105 And, deed to Joy, forget my Heart to beat. SHOULD Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to hoftile barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where firft the Sun Gilds... | |
| Seraph - 1754 - Liczba stron: 294
...delicious autumn gleams, Or winter riles in the reddening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint wo more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to hollile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds... | |
| James Thomson - 1757 - Liczba stron: 244
...forget the darling theme, Whether the bloffom blows, the fummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening...And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! SHOULD SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 101 Kivus... | |
| James Thomson - 1763 - Liczba stron: 458
...Autumn gleams-; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mate, may fancy paint no more, Andi dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate...earth, to diftant barbarous -climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where fir It the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his letting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles;... | |
| James Thomson - 1766 - Liczba stron: 266
...Ruflets the plain, infpirmg Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart...beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun Gilds... | |
| John Huddlestone Wynne - 1807 - Liczba stron: 744
...blows; theSummer ray Russet the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the black'ningEast, Be my tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And dead to joy forget my heart to beat.' The morn was very clear and fine; and ere I had rambled far entered a little coppice, and taking wy... | |
| James Thomson - 1774 - Liczba stron: 272
...the plain, infpiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rifes_ in the black'ning eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Gilds Indian mountains, or Ms fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since... | |
| Samuel Johnson - 1779 - Liczba stron: 280
...the plain, infyiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartl:eft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diflant ba:barous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where... | |
| Samuel Johnson - 1779 - Liczba stron: 274
...the plain, infririxg Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in,the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to biat. Should fate command me to the fartbeft verge ice Of the green earth, to eliftant baibarous climes,... | |
| David Simpson - 1780 - Liczba stron: 628
...Or winter riles in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more. An* And, clead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the fartheft verg£ Of the green earth, to dift ant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun... | |
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