 | William Cowper - English poetry - 1818 - 244 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that tliou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. * Oarlh.... | |
 | John Mason Good - 1819 - 694 pages
....Me, liowling winds drive devious, tempest toss'd, Sails ripp'd, scams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force, Sets...from a prosperous course : But oh ! the thought that thuu are blest, and h?, That thought is joy, arrive what may to me." The reader, though he cannot fail... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Authors, English - 1819 - 466 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
 | William Cowper - 1820 - 508 pages
...howling blasts drive devious, tem pest- toss'd. Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thonght, that thou art safe, and he! , That thonght is joy, arrive what may to me. * Garth.... | |
 | William Cowper - Poets, English - 1821 - 556 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course ; Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1821 - 314 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Soils ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. Yet O the thought, that thou an safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
 | Classical poetry - 1822 - 308 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd.seams opening wide,and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought that thou art safe, and he! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - English poetry - 1822 - 446 pages
...Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams op'ning wide, and compass lost. And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosp'rous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1824 - 1062 pages
...— Me howling winds drive devious, tempest-tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost; He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down, And, with a enthroned, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions' rise — The son of parents... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 pages
...howling blasts drive devious, te m pest- toss' d, Sails ripp'o, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet О the thought, that thou art safe, ar.d he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast... | |
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That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies. 
