God's silent, searching flight; When my Lord's head is filled with dew, and all His locks are wet with the clear drops of night; His still, soft call; His knocking time; the soul's dumb watch, When spirits their fair kindred catch. Horae Subsecivae ...: Lock and Sydenham, and other papers. 5th ed - Página 301 por John Brown - 1885 Vista completa -
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