 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...  Poems - Page 228by William Cowper - 1808Full view - About this book
 | Lindley Murray - Children - 1821 - 278 pages
...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 lags behind; And the swift-winged arrows of light. When 1 think of my own native land, In a moment 1 seem to be there } But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - English poetry - 1822 - 562 pages
...friend I am never to see. * VI. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged...to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurri§s me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl is gone to her nest. The beast is laid down in his... | |
 | Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - Literature - 1822 - 322 pages
...mind! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the svvift-wing'd arrows of light. When I think of my own native land,...there; But, alas! recollection at hand .Soon hurries me hack to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even... | |
 | Lindley Murray - Readers - 1822 - 312 pages
...speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, . And the swift- wing'd arrows of light. \Vhen I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at band Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down... | |
 | Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1823 - 936 pages
...itself lags behind, And the swift- winged arrows of light. VS hen I think on my own native land, III - ^8{ uz Q \ " l8 mP % F Y E b P}mل 33 $ / d @ O^}D P#K # 81 Lq53 N But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Ev'n here is a season of... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1824 - 1062 pages
...Though a friend I am never to see. How fleet is a glance of the mind 1 Compared with the speed of its ong, But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here is a season of... | |
 | John Lauris Blake - History - 1824 - 396 pages
...mind ! Compar'd 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,...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 - English poetry - 1824 - 470 pages
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrovys of light. When I think of my own native land, In a...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... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 pages
...speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of lighl When J Uiink of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there...recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl Is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair; Even here Is a season of... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 446 pages
...a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempeat itself lags behind, Arid the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of...native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas I recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. VII. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest,... | |
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