 | Walter Burgh - 1826 - 382 页
...rais'd on high Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 2. When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. But O ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents shall... | |
 | 1828 - 594 页
...check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its pow'rs oflanguage fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O ! when that blest morn is come, Which breaks the slumbers of the tomb, With what glad accents... | |
 | 1830 - 458 页
...raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all my powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But O ! when that last conflict 's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more, With what, glad accents... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1831 - 580 页
...her of those pathetic lines in one of his hymns : " When Death o'er Nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes...shall break, And mean the Thanks I cannot speak." This little interval of amendment was soon past, and as the vessel was unhappily becalmed in the Bay... | |
 | 1831 - 386 页
...high, And check the murmur and the sigh. { When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the pow'rs of language fail ; Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. With what glad accents shall 1 rise, To join the music of the skies 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted... | |
 | George Kingsley - 1832 - 140 页
...raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break. And look the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But oh ! when that blessed morn is come, Which breaks the slumbers... | |
 | Gilbert Burnet (bp. of Salisbury.) - 1833 - 458 页
...quiet within i and had nothing, then, to do, but to wait for. the will of Heaven. Own Times, ii. 235. ' Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak.' DODORIDOG. PATRICK* was a great preacher. He wrote much, and well ; and chiefly on the scriptures.... | |
 | Thomas Russell - 1834 - 612 页
...tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises rais'd on high Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its...eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chain'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
 | Alexander Fletcher - 1835 - 416 页
...tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises rais'd on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its...eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But, O ! when that last conflict 's o'er, And I am chain 'd to flesh no more, With what glad accents... | |
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When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 
