 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 σελίδες
...speed of its flight', The tempest itself lags behind', And the swift-winged arrows of lighr. When 1 think of my own native land', In a moment I seem to...Soon hurries me back to despair*. 7 But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest', The beast is laid down in his lair* ; Even here is a season of rest', And 1 to... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1827 - 262 σελίδες
...its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of rny own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand 7 But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1828 - 256 σελίδες
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, , The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...7 But the sea-fowl has gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in... | |
 | William Cowper - 1828 - 468 σελίδες
...triend I am never to see. How 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. But, the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of... | |
 | 1828 - 398 σελίδες
...friend I am never to see? How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...But, alas ! recollection, at hand. Soon hurries me hack to despair, But the sea- fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair: E'en here... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1828 - 262 σελίδες
...behind , And the swift- winged arrows of light. When I think c^ my own native land , In a moment 1 seem to be there; But , alas '. recollection at hand...Soon hurries me back to despair . 7 But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest , And I to... | |
 | William Cowper - 1830 - 374 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... | |
 | Thomas F. Walker - 1830 - 256 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 aea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season of... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1830 - 244 σελίδες
...with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing d arrows of li^ht. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I...recollection at hand Soon hurries me, back to despair. T. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1832 - 602 σελίδες
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The Jempost itself lags behind, And the swift winged res of my life. SSiid rJk would wfth,abundance But the scafowl is gone to her nest, The beast has 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... 
