 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...  The British anthology; or, Poetical library - Страница 33написао/ла British anthology - 1825Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 316 страница
...wish or a thought -afeer'tue ? - O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am nevorto Stee. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! . Compared with the speed of iw flight, The tempest itself lags Jbehind> And the swift winged arrows of light/ When I think of my... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 360 страница
...friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind '. Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | 1808 - 506 страница
...yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is the glance of the mind, Compar'd with the speed of its flight ! The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrows of light. oo When I think on my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 422 страница
...a friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compar'd with the speed of if s flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 390 страница
...a friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of ifs flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1810 - 262 страница
...yet have a friend, Though a 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...native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast... | |
 | Encyclopaedia Britannica - 1810 - 824 страница
...mind ! Compar'd with the fpeed of its llight, The tempeft itfelf lags behind, And the fwift- winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I leem to be there ; But alas ! recolleftion at hand Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the fca-fowl... | |
 | John Palmer - 1811 - 244 страница
...Precious villain !" CHAPTER VII. How ffeet is the glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair ! THE blow which Philip had sustain'd, in his last conflict with the ruffians, was so severe as to... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1811 - 286 страница
...mind ! Compared with the fpeed of its flight. The tempeft itfelf lags behind, A*id the fwift winged arrows of light, When I think of my own native land, . ^ In a moment I feem to be there ; -' But, alas ! recollection at hand • j Soon hurries me back to defpair. But the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1812 - 396 страница
...a friend I am never to see. VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compar'd with the speed of it's flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. , VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down iu his lair ; Even here is a season... | |
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