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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... "
The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original Treatises on ... - Page 324
by John Wesley - 1783
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1821 - 556 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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Murray's English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the ...

Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 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, In a moment I seem to be there; But, alas! recollection at hand .Soon hurries me hack to despair. 7. But the sea-fowl...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 36

Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh - 1822 - 562 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, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurri§s me back to despair. VII. But the seafowl...
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The Historical Reader: Designed for the Use of Schools and Families, on a ...

John Lauris Blake - 1824 - 396 pages
...of the 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, In a moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. 7. But the sea...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1824 - 446 pages
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempeat itself lags behind, Arid the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own 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...
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Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present ...

William Hazlitt - 1824 - 1062 pages
...mind 1 Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged ood man learn'd to And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Care seem to be there; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl...
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Poems of William Cowper, Esq

William Cowper - 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 moment I seem to be there ; But, alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But, the seafowl...
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 7-8

British anthology - 1825 - 464 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 scafowl...
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Cowper's Minor Poems

William Cowper - 1825 - 244 pages
...mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself Jags 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...
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces of Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

Lindley Murray - 1825 - 270 pages
...mind ! Compar'd with the spefrd 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 1 seem to be there ; But, ii>»! recollection at hand Suron hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl...
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