 If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be Thy will, that I should know Glimpse of delight, or pause from anxious woe ! From Now, from instant Now, great Sire ! dispel The clouds that press...  Poems on Several Occasions - עמוד 222מאת Matthew Prior - 1777 - 231 דפיםתצוגה מלאה - מידע על ספר זה
 | Matthew Prior, John Mitford - 1853 - 366 דפים
...course, and bring me safe to land. If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be thy will, that I should know Glimpse of delight, or pause from anxious woe ; From now, from instant now, great Sire... | |
 | Matthew Prior - 1858 - 508 דפים
...course, and bring me safe to land. If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be thy will, that I should know Glimpse of delight, or pause from anxious woe ; From now, from instant now, great Sire... | |
 | Matthew Prior - 1860 - 358 דפים
...course, and bring me safe to land. If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be thy will, that I should know Glimpse of delight, or pause from anxious woe ; From now, from instant now, great Sire... | |
 | University of St. Andrews - 1902 - 740 דפים
...parse the words in italics : — If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be Thy will that I should know Glimpse of delight, or pause from anxious woe : From now, from instant now, great Sire... | |
 | Laurie Magnus, Cecil Headlam - 1903 - 390 דפים
...course and bring me safe to land ! If, while this wearied flesh draws fleeting breath, Not satisfied with life, afraid of death, It haply be Thy will that I should know Glimpse of delight or pause from anxious woe ! From Now, from instant Now, great Sire !... | |
 | Matthew Prior - 1709 - 404 דפים
...Course, and bring me safe to Land. If, while this weary'd Flesh draws fleeting Breath, Not satisfy'd with Life, afraid of Death, It hap'ly be Thy Will, that I should know Glimpse of Delight, or Pause from anxious Woe; From Now, from instant Naw, great Sire,... | |
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