 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...  Crusoe, written by himself [by D. Defoe - Seite 549von Daniel Defoe - 1815Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 Seiten
...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...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the scafowl is gone to her nest; The beast is laid down in his lair ; Even here is a season of rest, And... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - 1825 - 404 Seiten
...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...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea fowl is gone to her nest, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1825 - 316 Seiten
...think of my own native land, • Compar'd with the speed of its flight. The tempest itself lags behind, In a moment I 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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 504 Seiten
...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...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, And... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 286 Seiten
...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...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 ; * £ven here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray, John Walker - 1826 - 314 Seiten
...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, In a moment I...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 264 Seiten
...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...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... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 264 Seiten
...with the speed of its flight, 1 he tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone toiler nest, The beast is laid down in his lair-; Even here is a season... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 268 Seiten
...with the 'speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd arrtfws of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I...seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand 'i §oon hurries me back to despair. But the. sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1826 - 224 Seiten
...think of my own native land, 7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, Soon hurries me back to despair. The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season of rest, And mercy—encouraging thought I Gives even affliction a grace, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy... | |
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