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" tis nought to me, Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full... "
The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical - Page 194
edited by - 1779
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Herrn B.H. Brockes aus dem Englischen übersetzte Jahres-zeiten des herrn Thomson

James Thomson, Barthold Heinrich Brockes - English poetry - 1745 - 543 pages
...preifen/ werbe/ ķatuķ unb tvitt »er# Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, 105 And, deed to Joy, forget my Heart to beat. SHOULD Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to hoftile barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where firft the Sun Gilds...
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The seraph, a collection of divine hymns and poems from the best authors

Seraph - Hymns, English - 1754 - 265 pages
...gleams, Or winter riles in the reddening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint wo more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to hollile barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections, Additions and ...

James Thomson - 1757
...SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 101 Kivus unknown to fong ; where firft the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beairt Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since GOD is ever prefent, ever felt, 105...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. To ...

James Thomson - English literature - 1763
...gleams-; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mate, may fancy paint no more, Andi dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command...earth, to diftant barbarous -climes, Rivers unknown to Song; where fir It the fun Gilds Indian mountains, or his letting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles;...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. ...

James Thomson - 1766
...gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft the fun Gilds...
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The Seasons

James Thomson - 1769 - 180 pages
...gleams; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Re my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, And , dead to joy , forget my heart to beat ! SHOULD fate command...mountains or his fetting beam Flames , 'on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since (5oo is ever prefent , ever felt, 105 In the void wafte as in the...
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Poems on various subjects: selected to enforce the practice of virtue. And ...

English poetry - 1780 - 204 pages
...paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to heat! Should Fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers...Gilds Indian mountains, or his fetting beam Flames on the Atlantic ifles, 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever prefent, ever felt, In the void wafte as...
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A collection of Psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, by D. Simpson

David Simpson - 1780
...winter riles in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more. An* And, clead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the fartheft verg£ Of the green earth, to dift ant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft the fun...
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A series of adventures in the course of a voyage up the Red-Sea, on the ...

Eyles Irwin - Arabian Peninsula - 1780 - 1 pages
...well known to perfons of tafte, • . • <• • « i " Shook! Fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firffc the fun Gilds Indian mountains, er his fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought...
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Select lessons in prose and verse, from various authors, to which are added ...

Select lessons - 1785
...; Or Winter rifes in the blackening Eaft; Be my Tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And, dead to Joy, forget my Heart to beat ! Should Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to diftant barbarous Climes, Rivers unknown to Song ; where firft the Sun Gilds...
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