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" There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the... "
A Memoir of the Reverend Alexander Waugh: With Selections from His ... - Seite 487
von James Hay, Henry Belfrage - 1831 - 620 Seiten
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections, Additions and ..., Band 1

James Thomson - 1757
...the plain, inspiring 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 SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes,...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and Improvements. ...

James Thomson - 1766
...the fummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, infpirmg 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 beat! • SHOULD fate command me to the fartheft verge i oo Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes,...
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The Lady's Magazine: Or Entertaining Companion for the Fair Sex ..., Band 38

1807
...Russet the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or winter rises in the black'ningEast, Be my tongue mute, may Fancy paint no more, And dead to joy forget my heart to beat.' The morn was very clear and fine; and ere I had rambled far entered a little coppice, and taking wy...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., Band 1

James Thomson - 1774
...fummer-ray 95 RufTets the plain, infpiring Autumn gleams; Or Winter rifes_ in the black'ning eaft ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat! Gilds Indian mountains, or Ms fetting beam Flames on th' Atlantic ifles ; 'tis nought to me : Since...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical ..., Band 48,Seite 1

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...fumvner-ray 95 Rufiets the plain, infyiring 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 beat. Should fate command me to the fartl:eft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diflant ba:barous climes,...
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The Works of the English Poets: Thomson

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...lummer-ray 95 Ruflets the plain, infririxg 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 biat. Should fate command me to the fartbeft verge ice Of the green earth, to eliftant baibarous climes,...
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Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue. And ...

1780 - 204 Seiten
...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,...
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Select lessons in prose and verse, from various authors, to which are added ...

Select lessons - 1785
...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...
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Bell's Edition, Bände 91-92

John Bell - 1787
...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,...
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The Works of James Thomson: With His Last Corrections and ..., Band 1

James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1788
...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 to joy, forget my heart to beat! Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers...
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