 | Johann Joachim Eschenburg - Literature - 1789 - 454 pages
...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... | |
 | William Scott - Elocution - 1789 - 416 pages
...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... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 292 pages
...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 to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the fartheft verge 100 Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - Conduct of life - 1791 - 510 pages
...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 to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the Farthcft verge Of the green earth, to dillant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1791 - 966 pages
...the Summer raf Rufllts the plain ; infpiring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter riles in the blackening cad; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthcft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - English poetry - 1793 - 308 pages
...the fummer-ray Ruflets 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 beat ! Should fate command me to the fartheft verge Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, Rivers... | |
 | Robert Anderson - English poetry - 1795 - 972 pages
...the fummer-ny RulTets 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 vy Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climn, Rivers unknown... | |
 | English poetry - 1796 - 220 pages
...blows, the fummer ray Ruflcts the plaint infpiring Autumn gleams Or Winter rifes in the blackening E.di, *B'e my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the faitheft verge • Of the green earth, to diftant barbarous climes, 'Rivers... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - English poetry - 1796 - 574 pages
...bummer ray RulVcts the plain ; inferring Autumn gleams ; Or Winter rifes in the blackening caft; Ut my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat. Should fate command me to the farthcft verge Oí t'ic green earth, to diftunt barbarous cliT.es, Rivers... | |
 | James Thomson - 1800 - 302 pages
...as they roll. For me , when I forget the darling theme , Whether the blossom blows, the summer -ray Russets the plain , inspiring autumn gleams , Or winter...paint no more , And, dead to joy , forget my heart to heat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth , to distant barbarous climes... | |
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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... 
