 | James Thomson - 1838 - 236 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... | |
 | Thomas Lockerby - 1839 - 566 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... | |
 | Great Britain. Committee on Education - 1853 - 1218 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Strong with the thought of home ; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. — THOMSON. 2. How soon hath time, the subtle thief of youth, Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 380 str.
...flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush on hia nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his BOU! ! What black despair, what horror fills his heart! When for the dusky spot, which Fancy... | |
 | James Thomson - 1842 - 440 str.
...flouncing through the drifted heaps, [home Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of Rush on bis nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks bis soul! What black despair, what horror fills his heart 1 When for the du*fcy spot, which Fancy... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Rush gone, the old familiar faces. sinks his soul ! What black despair, what horror, fills his heart ! When for the dusky spot which fancy... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 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... | |
 | Charles Tomlinson - 1845 - 128 str.
...Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home ; the thoughts of home Bush 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... | |
 | James Thomson - 1847 - 504 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! What black despair, what horror fills his heart ! 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;... 
