 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 pages
...mind : Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags lie hind, 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 hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | William Russell - 1845 - 410 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift- wing' d 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 hurries me back to despair." The influence of... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1845 - 348 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd 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 hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 pages
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd ariows of light; When I think of my own native land, In a moment, I seem to be there*, But, alas ! recollection at hand, Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 pages
...Compar'd with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-wing'd artows of light When I think of my own native land. In a moment, 1 seem to be there; But. alas! recollection at hand, Soon hurries me buck to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Lyman Cobb - 1845 - 252 pages
...have a friend, Though a friend'I am never to see. 6. How fleet is a glance of the mind ! And the swift winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, In a moment I seem to be there... | |
 | Caroline Bowles Southey - 1845 - 208 pages
...trust On the strength that can never fail. "HOW SWIFT IS A GLANCE OF THE MIND!" AN EXILE'S SONG. " When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there." THAT flower, that flower! Oh ! pluck that flower for me ! There, in the running... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1902 - 406 pages
...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 hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Richard Garnett - 1902 - 296 pages
...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 hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1902 - 394 pages
...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 hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
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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 hurries... 
