 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 oldal
...the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer...Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 420 oldal
...Thinks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn 1 From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever...Through the 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-... | |
 | 1858 - 572 oldal
...moralizes upon it — "Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer...is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! 1858.] [DECEMBER 1858. '- Build thcc more stately mansions, O my eoul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 812 oldal
...the oli no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee. Child of "H' wandering sea, Cast from her 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... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 326 oldal
...the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer...Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 796 oldal
...brought by thee. Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a elearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 792 oldal
...the <>'.! no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee. Child of the wandering sea, Cast 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 caves of thought I hear... | |
 | John George Wood - 1863 - 840 oldal
...the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer...rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voic.i that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave... | |
 | John George Wood - 1863 - 830 oldal
...for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her 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 of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1865 - 798 oldal
...the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! 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 of thought I hear a voice that sings : Build thee... | |
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Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. 
