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" How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there; But alas! recollection at hand Soon hurries... "
The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ... - Page 175
by Lindley Murray - 1827 - 264 pages
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Selection of Poems ...

Charles Snart - Poetry - 1808 - 506 pages
...its flight ! The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. oo When I think on my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there...recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. B,ut the sea fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Ev'n here is a season of...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1810 - 390 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of ifs flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season...
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The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - Readers - 1810 - 262 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, * The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift.winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast...
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Encyclopædia Britannica: or, A dictionary of arts and sciences ..., Volume 19

Encyclopaedia Britannica - 1810 - 824 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its llight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift- winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I leem to be there ; But alas ! recolleftion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the fca-fowl...
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Like Master Like Man: A Novel ...

John Palmer - 1811 - 244 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of. my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair ! THE blow which Philip had sustain'd, in his last conflict with the ruffians, was so severe as to...
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The English Reader; Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - Readers - 1811 - 286 pages
...mind ! Compared with the fpeed of its flight. The tempeft itfelf lags behind, A*id the fwift winged arrows of light, When I think of my own native land, . ^ In a moment I feem to be there ; -' But, alas ! recollection at hand • j Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1812 - 396 pages
...mind! Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. , VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down iu his lair ; Even here is a season...
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - Readers - 1812 - 378 pages
...mind ! Cornpar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light,, When I think of my own native land, In a moment 1 seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl...
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Poems by William Cowper ...

William Cowper - English poetry - 1814 - 496 pages
...mind I Compar'd with the speed of it's flight. The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift- winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land. In a moment I seem to be there; Bnt alas! recollection at hand Soon hnrries me back to despair. VII. Bnt the seafowl is gone to her...
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Crusoe, written by himself [by D. Defoe

Daniel Defoe - 1815 - 602 pages
...the speed of its flight; The tempest itself lags behind«, And the swift winged arrows of light. i When I think of my own native land, In a moment I...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea- fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of...
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