 | Thomas Carlyle - 1824 - 374 страници
...earthly robes no longer drest, This baud, this girdle left behind. And those calm shining sons of inorn They ask not who is maid or boy ; No robes, no garments there are worn, Our body pure from SID'S alloy. Through little life not much I toti'd, Yet anguish long this heart has wrung, Untimely... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1824 - 310 страници
...Then ope my eyes, with joyful mind; In robes of lawn no longer drest, This girdle and this garland left behind. And those calm shining Sons of Morn They ask not touching maid or boy ; No robes; no garments there are worn, The frame is purged from sin's alloy.... | |
 | 1850 - 458 страници
...flee Up to the glittering bands of day. There first a little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to seem so kind ; In earthly robes no longer drest, This band,...girdle, left behind. And those calm shining sons of mom, They ask not who is maid or boy ; No robes, no garments, there are worn, Our body pure from sin's... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1851 - 506 страници
...to the glittering lands of day. r \ There first a little space I rest, _*• J\ Then wake so glad, to scene so kind ; In earthly robes no longer drest, This band, this girdle left behind. .'V 'N And those calm shining sons of morn, They ask not who is maid or boy ; No robes, no garments... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1858 - 528 страници
...kind ; In earthly robes no longer drest, Tbis band, tbis girdle left bebind. And those calm sbining sons of morn They ask not who is maid or boy ; No robes, no garments there are worn, Tbrough little life not much I toil'd, Yet anguish long tbis heart has wrung, Untimely woe my blossom... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1864 - 392 страници
...little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to soene so kind ; In earthly robes no longer drest, This hand, this girdle left behind. And those calm shining sons...garments there are worn, Our body pure from sin's alloy. Tbrough little life not much I toil'd, Yet anguish long this heart has wrung, Untimely wce my blossom... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1865 - 404 страници
...Up to the glittering lands of day. ' There first a little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to scenes so kind; In earthly robes no longer drest, This band,...from sin's alloy. ' Through little life not much I toiled, Yet anguish long this heart has wrung, Untimely woe my blossom spoiled : Make me again forever... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1867 - 416 страници
...Up to the glittering lands of day. ' There first a little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to scenes so kind; In earthly robes no longer drest, This band,...robes, no garments there are worn, Our body pure from sin•s alloy. ' Through little life not much I toiled, Yet anguish lon<* this heart has wrung, Untimely... | |
 | Thomas Carlyle - 1871 - 360 страници
...first a little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to scene so kind ; In earthly robes no longer drcst, This band, this girdle left behind. And those calm...maid or boy ; No robes, no garments there are worn, Onr body pure from sin's alloy. Through little life not much I toil'd, Yet anguish long this heart... | |
 | James Thomas Fields - 1884 - 988 страници
...earth I flee Up to the glittering lands of day. There first a little space I rest, Then wake so glad, to scene so kind ; In earthly robes no longer drest, This band, this girdle left behind. And those ealm shining sons of morn, They ask not who is maid or boy ; No robes, no garments there are wom, Our... | |
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Then wake so glad, to scenes so kind : In earthly robes no longer drest, This band, this girdle, left behind. And those calm, shining sons of morn, They ask not who is maid or boy: No robes, no garments, there are worn ; Our body pure from sin's alloy.... 
