 | William Cowper - 1817 - 252 σελίδες
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags hehind, And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land. In a moment I seem to he there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me hack to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 240 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season of rest,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 448 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. o 3 150 ON EDWARD THURLOW, ESQ. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest The beast is laid down in his... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me hack to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The heast is laid down in his lair ; Even here... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 314 σελίδες
...How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself laais behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. vn. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1818 - 244 σελίδες
...the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. AVhen I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1820 - 636 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. * How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, The beast has laid down in his lair : E'en here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1869 - 306 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. ffow fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1821 - 556 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...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... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 278 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of ita flight, The tempest itself lags behind,' And the swift-winged...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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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... 
