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" Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by... "
The Cambrian - Страница 108
1898
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The Sunday at Home, Том 43

1896
...God's will." 2. " Bubbles we buy with a whole soul's tasking ; Tie heaven alone that is given away." 3. "Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons n .11." 4. "God gave thy soul brave wings, put not the^e feathers Into a bed, to sleep out all ill...

The Autocrat of the breakfast table

Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 373 страници
...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :— Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the...low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine...

A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1859 - 784 страници
...horn I While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that tings:—- Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

Songs in Many Keys

Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 308 страници
...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the...low- vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, THE TWO AEMIBS. As Life's unending column pours,...

The Altar at Home: Second Series : Selections and Prayers for Domestic Worship

James Perkins Walker - 1862 - 336 страници
...keep us from falling, we will ascribe power and dominion, now and for evermore. Amen. XI. ASPIRATION. Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

Songs in Many Keys

Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 308 страници
...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, 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-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

A compendium of American literature, arranged by C.D. Cleveland. Stereotyped ed

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862
...wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, 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-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

A Compendium of English Literature: Chronologically Arranged, from Sir John ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1862 - 776 страници
...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, 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 past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...

The Illustrated Natural History

John George Wood - 1863 - 810 страници
...horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voic.i that sings : — Build thee more stately mansions, 0 my soul, As the...low vaulted past ; Let each new temple, nobler than the lost, Shut thre from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine...

The Illustrated Natural History: Birds

John George Wood - 1863 - 810 страници
...horn I While on mine ear it rings, 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 I Leave thy low vaulted past ; Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with...




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