 | 1902 - 364 páginas
...tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see! 6. How fleet is a glance of the mind! 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... | |
 | D.C. Heath and Company - 1903 - 362 páginas
...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... | |
 | 1903 - 362 páginas
...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 - 1903 - 190 páginas
...is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, 35 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. 40 The beast is... | |
 | Mary Elizabeth Burt - 1904 - 396 páginas
...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 me back to despair. But the seafowl is... | |
 | 1904 - 542 páginas
...fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, 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... | |
 | Sherwin Cody - 1905 - 628 páginas
...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 me back to despair. But the sea-fowl... | |
 | William Cowper - 1905 - 916 páginas
...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 But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig - 1905 - 308 páginas
...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. 4& 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... 
