 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - Liczba stron: 490
...land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me P Oh tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am...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 ;3 Even here is a season of rest,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Liczba stron: 390
...is a glance of the mind : Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags lie hind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think...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... | |
 | 1845 - Liczba stron: 234
...often send, A wish or a thought after me 1 O, tell me I yet have a friend, . A friend I am anxious to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared...the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of Victoria's domain, In a moment I seem to be there, But the fear of being taken again, Soon hurries... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Liczba stron: 330
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd ariows of light; When I think of my own native land, In a...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... | |
 | William Russell - 1845 - Liczba stron: 410
...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." The influence of the various kinds of verse on the voice, may be considered as affecting generally... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1845 - Liczba stron: 348
...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. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ;* Even here is a season... | |
 | Thomas Low Nichols - 1845 - Liczba stron: 84
...shortest that existed. A poet of our school-boy days, thus apostrophes this space-annihilator — " How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with...lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light !" That is all very fine — but the magnetic telegraph is down on us ; and running a neck and neck... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - Liczba stron: 334
...the mind! Compur'd with the speed of iu flight. The tempest itself Ings behind. And the swift-wing'd arrows of light; When I think of my own native land....seem to be there*, But, alas! recollection at hand, Boon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl—is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down In... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Allen Fisk - 1846 - Liczba stron: 180
...they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet havq a friend, Though a friend 1 am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind...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, And... | |
 | Frances E. Bevan - 1909 - Liczba stron: 104
...light ; And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels, 14. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with...lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. 15. But still he seemed to carry weight, With leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks... | |
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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 me back to despair. 
