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Pantologia. A new (cabinet) cyclopædia, by J.M. Good, O. Gregory, and N ... - Page 8
by John Mason Good - 1819
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Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 8

John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1846 - 620 pages
...distressed — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compase lost ; And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course." On leaving his beloved retreat at Weston — which he seems to have done with a presentiment that he...
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The Visitor: Or Monthly Instructor

1846 - 486 pages
...winds drive devious— tempest-tost, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day hy day some current's thwarting force, Sets me more distant from a prosperous course." A still more striking indication of his ordinary mental state appears in a poem, entitled the " Castaway."...
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The Torch

412 pages
...port withheld, always distressed — Me howling winds drive devious, tempest tossed, Sails ript, seams opening wide, and compass lost ; And day by day some current's thwarting foree Sets me more distant from a prosperous course." On leaving his beloved retreat at Wcston —...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Volume 3

Half hours - 1847 - 580 pages
...withheld, always distress'd, — Me, howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast...
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A garland of poems for the young

Garland - 1847 - 104 pages
...withheld, always distress'd — The howling blasts drive devious, tempesttoss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet, oh! the thought that thou art safe, and he, — That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My...
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Poems, with a memoir of the author

William Cowper - 1847 - 556 pages
...withheld, always distress'd— Me howling blasts drive devious, tern pest- toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost. And day by day some current's thwarting force Set* me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he That thought...
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The Hemans Reader for Female Schools: Containing Extracts in Prose and Poetry

Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 pages
...withheld, always distressed; Me, howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost ; And, day by day,...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O, the thought that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast...
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The Poems of William Cowper

William Cowper - 1849 - 508 pages
...howling- blasts drive devious, tempest tossed, Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lust, And day by day some current's thwarting force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he That thought is joy, arrive wliat may to me. My boast...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1850 - 476 pages
...withheld, always distress'd — Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-toss'd, Sails ripp'd, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some...from a prosperous course. But oh, the thought, that thou art safe, and he ! That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1850 - 516 pages
...withheld, always distressed — Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest tossed, Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost, And day by day some...force Sets me more distant from a prosperous course. Yet O the thought, that thou art safe, and he That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast...
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