 Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by...  The World's Best Poetry ... - 201. oldal1904Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 oldal
...from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep...stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 420 oldal
...from her lap forlorn 1 From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep...that sings :— Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 oldal
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than over Triton blew from wreathed horn I While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that tings:—- Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
 | Caroline Snowden Guild - 1860 - 366 oldal
...from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that fings : Build thee more {lately manfions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 oldal
...from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep...stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 368 oldal
...from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathe'd horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep...that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 oldal
...from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Tritoii blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep...voice that sings : Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 oldal
...from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a elearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Bnild thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll 1 Leave thy low-vaulted past... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 346 oldal
...deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low- vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, THE TWO AEMIBS. As Life's unending column pours,... | |
 | John George Wood - 1863 - 830 oldal
...lap, forlorn I From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn I While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves...that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll I Leave thy low vaulted past ; Let each new temple, nobler than... | |
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