 | Poetry - 1804 - 184 str.
...Here rocks alone and taftelcfs fands are found, .And faint and field y winds for ever howl around. O ceafe, my fears ! all frantic as I go, When thought...duft I view his printed feet : And fearful ! oft when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger rous'd he fcours the groaning... | |
 | Cabinet - 1808 - 524 str.
...bent my way !" O cease, my fears !" — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet: And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire... | |
 | English poetry - 1809 - 296 str.
...bent my way !' ' O cease, my fears ! — all frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 str.
...uiy ' way ! * 0 cease, my fcirs ! — all frantic as I go, ' When thought creates unnumber'd scenes im dust I view his printed feet : ' And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light ' Yields her pale empire... | |
 | Poetical narratives - 1810 - 330 str.
...bent my way !' ' O cease, my fears ! — all frantic as. I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 558 str.
...walls I hent my way! " O cease, my fears! All frantic as 1 go, When thought creates tmnumhcr'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet !— Oft in the dust 1 view his printed feet : And, fearful! oft. when Day's del-limn; li;:ht Yields her pale empire... | |
 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 str.
...walls I bent my way !" O cease my fears!—All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe; What if the lion in his rage I meet! Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And fearful! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 str.
...I bent my way ! " О cease, my fears! ЛИ frantic as I go, When thought creates unnuniber'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft ii; the dust 1 view liU printed feet : And, fearful ! oft, when Day's declining licht Yields her pale... | |
 | 1814 - 310 str.
...I bent my way !" O cease my fears ! — All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe ; What if the lion, in his rage, I meet ! Oft, in the dust, I view his printed feet : And, fearful! oft, when day's declining light, Yields her pale empire... | |
 | William Collins - 1815 - 118 str.
...hent my way !" О cease, my fears !— all frantic as I go, When thought creates ununmher'd scenes of woe, What if the lion in his rage I meet!— Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire... | |
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What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet: And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger... 
