| Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 442 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all... | |
| Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 436 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all... | |
| Gems - 1841 - 624 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity;...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense; But felt through all... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all... | |
| John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - 608 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When oniomr yildfd Cloud orjlotrre Ну pa:ing soul vould dictll an hours, e powers of the human mind appear to be really very limited ; but on all the soul to wound My Conscience with a sinfule sound, Or had the black art to dispence A sev'rall sinne... | |
| 1856 - 568 páginas
...back, at that short space Could see a glimpse of His bright face ; When on tone gilded cloud or Jtowre My gazing soul would dwell an houre, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ! Oh I how I long to travel back And tread again that ancient track ! That I might once more reach... | |
| 1850 - 560 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded clond or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity; Before I tanght my tongue to wound My conscience wiih a sinful sound ; Or had the black heart to dispense, A... | |
| Henry Vaughan - 1856 - 330 páginas
...my first love, And looking back, at that short space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flowre My gazing soul would...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinfull sound, Or had the black art to dispence ^ \ A sev'rall sinne to ev'ry sence, But felt through... | |
| Samuel Osgood - 1855 - 300 páginas
...glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through all... | |
| 1856 - 598 páginas
...my first love, And looking back, at that short space Could see a glimpse of His bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flowre My gazing soul would...those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ! Oh ! how I long to travel back And tread again that ancient track ! That I might once more reach... | |
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