 Fancy * paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames...  Poems on various subjects, selected by E. Tomkins - Page 32redigeeritud poolt - 1806Full view - About this book
 | 1780 - 226 lehte
...the fummer rny Ruffets the plain, infpiring Autumn 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 heat! Should Fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes,... | |
 | David Simpson - 1780 - 628 lehte
...Or 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... | |
 | Select lessons - 1785 - 156 lehte
...the Plain, infpiring Autumn gleams ; 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... | |
 | John Bell - 1787 - 510 lehte
...the plain, infpiring Autumn gleams, 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 toa Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong, where firft... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1788 - 326 lehte
...the fummer-ray Ruflets the plain, in/firing Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening eaft; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead...forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft... | |
 | William Scott - 1789 - 416 lehte
...plain, infpiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening ealt ; ; Be my tongue mute, may fancy paint no more, • And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furtheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; wherc firlt... | |
 | Johann Joachim Eschenburg - 1789 - 454 lehte
...the Plain, infpiring Autumn gleams; 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 I / SHOULD Fate command me to the fartheft Verge Of the green Earth, to diftant barbarous Climes, Rivers... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 292 lehte
...fummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, inJpiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening caft ; |5e my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead...forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 lehte
...the Summer raf Rufllts the plain ; infpiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter riles in the blackening cad; s farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong ; where firft... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 lehte
...the Summer ray Ruffets the plain; in/firing Autumn gleams; Or Winter rifcs in the blackening eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And dead...forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the Farthcft verge Of the green earth, to dillant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to fong; where firft... | |
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