 Miserable they! Who, here entangled in the gathering ice, Take their last look of the descending sun; While, full of death, and fierce with tenfold frost, The long long night, incumbent o'er their heads, Falls horrible.  The Beauties of England and Wales: Or, Delineations, Topographical ... - Page 172by John Britton, Thomas Rees - 1813 - 917 pagesFull view - About this book
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 | James Thomson - 1802 - 344 pages
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 | James Thomson, Patrick Murdoch - 1802 - 368 pages
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 | John Britton, Edward Wedlake Brayley, Joseph Nightingale, James Norris Brewer, John Evans, John Hodgson, Francis Charles Laird, Frederic Shoberl, John Bigland, Thomas Rees - Architecture - 1802 - 650 pages
...oppresses half the globe. Miserable they Who here, entangled in the gath'ring ice, Take their last look at the descending sun : While full of death, and fierce...frost, The long, long night, incumbent o'er their hr.nl.«, Fallt horrible. Such was the Briton's* fat« As with first prow (what have not Britons dar'd... | |
 | James Thomson - 1803 - 186 pages
...months Flies conscious southward. Miserahle they ! Who, here entangled in the gathering ice, Take their last look of the descending sun ; While, full of death,...and fierce with tenfold frost, The long long night, incumhent o'er their heads, Falls horrihle. Such was the Briton's * fate, As with first prow (which... | |
 | James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 pages
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 | Biography - 1806 - 224 pages
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 | James Thomson - 1806 - 242 pages
...Flies conscious southward. Miserable they 1 920. Who, here entangled in the gathering ice, Take their last look of the descending sun; While, full of death,...frost, The long long night, incumbent o'er their heads, Falls horrible. Such was the Briton's fate, 925 As with first prow (what have not Britons dar'd!) He... | |
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