| James Thomson - 1793 - 300 pagina’s
...unfathomably deep, A dire descent ! beyond the power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, , 300 What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose...These check his fearful steps ; and down he sinks 305 Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death; Mix'd with... | |
| James Thomson - 1800 - 302 pagina’s
...descent ! beyond the power of frost , Of faithless bogs ; 'of precipices huge , Smooth'dup with snow; and, what is land, unknown , What water of the still...shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the Htleniess of death , 18 Mix'd with the leader anguish nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying... | |
| 1800 - 322 pagina’s
...dire descent; beyond the pow'r of frost, Of faithless bogs; of precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow; and what is land, unknown, What water, of the still unfrozen spring, In th6 loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. These check his fearful... | |
| 1801 - 508 pagina’s
...descent! beyond the power of frost ; Of faithless bogs; of precipices huge, 300 Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown, What water of the still...death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying man, His wife, his children, and his friends unseen. iio In vain... | |
| James Thomson - 1803 - 268 pagina’s
...descent! beyond the power of frost, Of faithless bogs; of precipices huge; Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown, What water of the still...shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all (he bitterness of death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying... | |
| James Thomson - 1803 - 186 pagina’s
...descent! heyond the power of'frost; Of faithless hogs ; of precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow! and, what is land, unknown. What water, of the still...or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the hottom hoils. These check his fearful steps; and down he sinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless... | |
| James Thomson, John Aikin - 1804 - 232 pagina’s
...descent ! beyond the power of frost ; Of faithless bogs ; of precipices huge, 300 Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land unknown, What water of the still...boils. These check his fearful steps, and down he sinks 305 Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mix'd with... | |
| 1806 - 408 pagina’s
...descent ! beyond the power of frost; Of faithless bogs; of precipices huge, Smooth'd up with snow; and (what is land, unknown, What water) of the still...death, Mix'd with the tender anguish Nature shoots Thro' the wrung bosom of the dying Man, His wife, his children, and his friends unseen. In vain for... | |
| 1806 - 448 pagina’s
...faithless bogs; of precipices huge Smootli'd up with snow, and what is land unknown, What water of the yet unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh, or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils. MixM with the tender anguish, nature shoots Through the wrung bosom of the dying man.'" The poet has... | |
| 1809 - 402 pagina’s
...Where the frtsh fimotain from the bottom boils. These < ln-cK its fearful steps ; and down Insinks Beneath the shelter of the shapeless drift, Thinking o'er all the bitterness of death, Mvl with the tender nnpiish nature shoots Through tfce wrung twswu of the dying man, Ilia wife, his... | |
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