 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страници
...love the Lord ! " " And is mine one ? " asked Abou. — " Nay, not so,"' Replied the angel. Abou spake more low, But cheerly still ; and said — "I pray...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again, with a great wakening light, And showed the names whom love... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 страници
...— Leigh Hunt. " And is mine one ? " asked Abou. — " Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spake more low, But cheerly still ; and said — "I pray...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again, with p. great wakening light, And showed the names whom love... | |
 | Andrew Jackson Davis - 1852 - 250 страници
...Answered, ' The names of those who love the Lord.' ' And is mine one ?' said ABOC. ' Nay, not «o,' Replied the angel. ABOU spoke more low, But cheerly...still, and said : ' I pray thee, then, Write me as one who loves his fellow-man.' The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again, with a great... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1853 - 354 страници
...writest thou ?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made all of sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." " And is mine...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again, with a great, wakening light, And showed the names whom love... | |
 | 1853 - 560 страници
...writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." " And is mine...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And showed the names whom love... | |
 | Ezra Stiles Gannett - 1853 - 66 страници
...What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made all of sweet accord, Answered " The names of those who love the Lord." " And is mine...thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellowmen." It came again, with a great wakening light, The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night And showed... | |
 | 1853 - 428 страници
...writest thou ? ' The vision raised its head, And with a look made all of sweet accord, lleplied, ' The names of those who love the Lord.' 'And is mine...not so,' Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerfully, and said, ' I pray thee, then, Write mine as one who loves his fellow men.' The angel wrote... | |
 | H. C. Foster - 1853 - 378 страници
...writest thou ? " The vision raised his head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." " And is mine...said Abou. " Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spake more low, But cheerily still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his... | |
 | 1853 - 522 страници
...'What writest thou? ' The vision raised its head, And with a look made all of sweet accord, Replied, ' The names of those who love the Lord.' 'And is mine one? ' said Abou. ' Nay, not so,' lleplied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerfully, and said, ' I pray thee, then, Write mine... | |
 | 1854 - 456 страници
...writest thou ? " The vision raised his head, And, with a look made all of sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." " And is mine...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again with great awakening light, And showed the names whom love of... | |
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Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men. 
