 tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.  The Seasons - Strana 328autor/autoři: James Thomson - 1856 - 335 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 str.
...heart to beat! 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic Isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 str.
...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...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full ; And where... | |
 | James Thomson - 1840 - 174 str.
...paint no more ; And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, 105 When e'en at last the solemn hour shall come,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1840 - 270 str.
...black'ning east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me , Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where... | |
 | 1841 - 736 str.
...tbe interleaved page. " Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green Earth, to hostile [distant] barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song,...mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 't is nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void waste, as in the city full,... | |
 | John Aikin - 1841 - 840 str.
...Should Fate command me to the farthest тег.-! Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climf«, The Heaven bespangling with dishevcll'd light The...kindling as it flies, And pleas'd pursue its progress th nought to me Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void waste, as in the city full ; And where... | |
 | James Thomson - 1842 - 440 str.
...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...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where... | |
 | James Thomson - 1842 - 384 str.
...farthest verge 100 Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song—where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles—'tis naught to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 str.
...point no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should Fate command me to the farthest verge H I J y nought to me Since God is ever present, ever felt. In the void waste, as in the city full; And where... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 str.
...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...his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full; And where... | |
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