 Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I...  A Library of American Literature... - Страница 30по Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Freemasons. Grand Lodge of Iowa - 1901 - 788 страници
...sacred precincts of the heart of each one of you there sings the song of the poet who said: "Build thee more stately mansions, O, my soul, As the swift seasons roll. Let each new temple, nobler than the last. Shut tbee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1858 - 430 страници
...was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, — Ita irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed !...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... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 326 страници
...summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming...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... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 страници
...cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread...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, THE... | |
 | Frances Elizabeth Willard - 1864 - 268 страници
...will not fret about the future, but will try now to do with my might whatever is in my power. " Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past ! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shot thce from heaven with a dome more vast, Till... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 544 страници
...! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: v. Build thee more stately mansions, O 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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1868 - 712 страници
...Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! Prom thy dead lips a clearer note is borne Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! "While...As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past I Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1868 - 710 страници
...lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is borne Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn I While on mine ear it rings Through the deep caves...As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past I Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till... | |
 | 1889 - 226 страници
...drove on. If that horse was not intelligent, what was he?— Salem Evening Nevis. EXCELSIOR. Build thee more stately mansions, O 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... | |
 | James Perkins Walker - 1869 - 286 страници
...Holmes, in his poem on the Nautilus ; and I wish I could bring it home to every one of you : — " Build thee more stately mansions, O 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... | |
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