| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 pages
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| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 pages
...setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since GOD is ever present, ever felt, 105 In the void waste as in the city full; And where HE vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
| 1800 - 322 pages
...song; where first the sun GilJs Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me :. Since GOD is ever present, ever...city full; And where he vital breathes, there must be joyWhen ev'n at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
| James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 pages
...song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever...full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 344 pages
...song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever...full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 320 pages
...song; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; i And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When e'en at last the solemn hour shall come, And... | |
| James Thomson - 1802 - 340 pages
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| James Thomson - 1803 - 204 pages
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| James Thomson - 1803 - 186 pages
...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting heam Flames on th ' Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me:Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where he vital hreathes, there must he joy. When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight... | |
| E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 pages
...song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th' Atlantic isles, 'tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever...full! And where he vital breathes there must be joy. When ev'n at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful... | |
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