 | Thomas Janes - 1810 - 336 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Sturig with the thoughts of home: the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul! What black despair, what horror fills his heart! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1811 - 286 str.
...impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of borne Rufh on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. WHow finks his foul ! What black defpair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the duiky fpot, which... | |
 | William Somervile - 1811 - 312 str.
...impatient, flouncing through the drifted heaps, stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts ofhome rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth in many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! what black despair, what horror fills his heart! when for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1812 - 378 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart 1 When, for the dusky spot, which... | |
 | James Thomson - 1813 - 346 str.
...flouncing through the drifted heaps, 285 Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! Husbandman prmh.ng in the Snow. What black despair, what horror fills his heart !... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1815 - 262 str.
...wanders on From hill to dale, ftill more and more aftray ; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of...call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How fioks his foul ! What black defpair, what horror fills his heart! When, for the dusky fpot, which fancy... | |
 | James Thomson - 1816 - 256 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | 1831 - 1044 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of borne; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks hia soul ! What black despair, what horror'fills hU heart! When for the dusky spot, which Fancy... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 272 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul! What black despair, what horror fills his heart! When for the dusky spot, which fancy... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 234 str.
...Impatient, flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul, What black despair, what horror fills his heart t When, for the dusky spot which Fancy... | |
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Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain: Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray; Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home;... 
