 | 1838 - 884 страници
...BO full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices 1 O delved gold, the waller's heap I O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God makes a...silence through you all, And giveth His beloved, sleep 1 " His dewa drop mutely on the hill ; His cloud above it saileth still. Though on its slope nion toil... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...in your voices! O delved gold, the wallers heap! 0 strife, O curse, that o'er it fall! God strikes a silence through you all, And "giveth His beloved...cloud above it saileth still. Though on its slope men sow and reap, More softly than the dew Is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, " He giveth His beloved... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 858 страници
...earth, so full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices ! O delved gold, the waller's heap ! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God makes a silence through you all, And " giveth His heloved sleep." His dews drop mutely on the hill ; . His cloud ahove it saileth still, Though on its... | |
 | 1838 - 876 страници
...earth, so fall of dreary noises !' O men, with wailing in yonr voices ! O delved gold, the waiter's heap ! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God...a silence through you all, And giveth His beloved, sleeep ! " His dews drop mutely on the hill ; His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope... | |
 | Robert Walsh, Eliakim Littell, John Jay Smith - 1838 - 604 страници
...of dreary noises! O men, with wailing in your voices! O delved gold, ihe waller's heap! O strife, О curse, that o'er it fall! God makes a silence through you all, And giveth His beloved, sleep! THOUGHTS AND IMAGES. controversialist? Not learning, nor talents, nor orthodoxy, nor zeal. But the... | |
 | 1857 - 830 страници
...wailing in your voices 1 0, shining gold, the waller's heap 1 0, strife, 0, curse, that o'er it fall 1 God makes a silence through you all, And giveth his beloved sleep 1" DUTY. DUTY is above all consequences, and often, at a crisis of difficulty, commands us to throw... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1844 - 188 страници
...earth, so lull of dreary noises! O men, with wailing in your voices! O delved gold, the waiters henp! 0 strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God makes a silence through you ;..'.!, And "giveth His beloved sleep." His dew drops mutely on the hill; His cloud above it sailcth... | |
 | 1875 - 828 страници
...also, through His grace, death is simply a falling asleep till the morning of the resurrection : — " His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men SOW and reap ; More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth His beloved... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 страници
...O earth, so full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices ! O delved gold, the wallers heap ! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God...through you all, And " giveth His beloved sleep." His dew drops mutely on the hill; His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men toil and reap... | |
 | 1847 - 798 страници
...wailing in your voices ! O delved gold, the wailer's heap ! 0 strife, O curse, that o'er it fall 1 God makes a silence through you all, And " giveth...His dews drop mutely on the hill; His cloud above it smileth still ; Though on its slope men toil and reap ! More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud... | |
| |
His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap : More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth His beloved, sleep. 
