 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 224 halaman
...whom the whole creation smiles, At once the head, the heart, and tongue of all, Crown the great hymn. Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! •. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 268 halaman
...inspiring auttinan gleams ; Or winter rises in the black'ning cast ; lie my tongue mute, may faricy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat I Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam FL;mes on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 halaman
...blows ; the summer ray Russets the plain ; inspiring autumn gleams ; Or winter rises in the blaclrning east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 8 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | John Cole - 1827 - 166 halaman
...forget the darling theme, Russets the plain; inspiring autumn gleams; Or winter rises in the black'ning east; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 308 halaman
...the plain; inspiring autumn gleams; Or winter rises in the black'ning east; Be my tongde mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 9. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes,... | |
 | Poetical ladder - 1827 - 94 halaman
...the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 266 halaman
...Seasons as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter...no more, And dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 halaman
...they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Russels the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter rises...no more, And dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers... | |
 | 1822 - 688 halaman
...beautiful lines. For me, when 1 forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the summer ray Besets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises...no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat Verse 7- — "Remember, O LORD, the children of Eclom in the day of Jerusalem ; who said, raze it,... | |
 | Jabez Burns - 1829 - 378 halaman
...Sound His stupendous praise : whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. — For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the...no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
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There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the... 
