 | 1850 - 698 páginas
...doth trample on my days: Mr days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmerings and decays. O holy Hope ! and high Humility, High as the heavens above ! These arc your walks, and you have show'd 1 1 cm me To kindle my cold love. Hail, beauteous Death ! the jewel... | |
 | 1837 - 540 páginas
...which at the best are dull and hoary. Mere glimmerings and decays. " O holy hope and high bumility, High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have shown them me, To kindle my cold love. " Dear bounteous Death ! the jewel of tho just, Shining no where... | |
 | John Mitford - 1827 - 360 páginas
...doth trample on my days : My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere gliraering and decays. O holy hope ! and high humility, High as the heavens...Dear, beauteous death ! the jewel of the just, Shining no where but in the dark ; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust ; Could man outlook that mark ! He... | |
 | 1827 - 602 páginas
...trample on my clays: My days, which are at best but dull and hoaryf Mere glimmerings and decays. 1 O holy hope ! and high humility ! High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have shewed them to me, To kindle my cold love. ' Dear, beauteous death ! the jewel of the just, Shining... | |
 | John Mitford - 1827 - 358 páginas
...doth trample on my days : My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimering and decays. O holy hope ! and high humility, High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have sh«w'd them IDf To kindle my cold love. Dear, beauteous death ! the jewel of the just, Shining no... | |
 | 1828 - 852 páginas
...doth trample on my days ; Mydays.which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays. O holy Hope ! and high Humility, High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have she w'd them me To kindle my cold lore. Dear, beauteous death ! thejewel of the just, Shining no where... | |
 | 1828 - 852 páginas
...doth trample on my days ; Mydays, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimraqrmg and decays. О holy Hope ! and high Humility, High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have she w'd till-in me To kindle my cold love. Dear, beauteous death ! the jewel of the jutt, Shining no... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...holy hope! and high humility! High as the heavens above ! These are your walks, and you have shewed them me To kindle my cold love. Dear, beauteous death ; the jewel of the just! Shining nowhere hut in the dark; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark ! He that hath... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 páginas
...Whose light doth trample on my days My days, which are at best but dull and Mere glimmering and decays. O holy Hope! and high Humility, High as the heavens above: These are your walks, and you have shot ! 1 To kindle my cold love. Dear beauteous Death ! the jewel of the , Shining no where but in... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 408 páginas
...holy Hope! and high Humility, High as the heavens above : These are your walks, and you have show'd them me To kindle my cold love. Dear beauteous Death ! the jewel of the just, Shining no where but in the dark ; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark ! He... | |
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After the sun's remove. I see them walking in an air of glory, Whose light doth trample on my days : My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays. O holy Hope ! and high Humility, High as the heavens above ! These are your... 
