 She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation,...  The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Seite 120von Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1886 - 1407 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1851 - 592 Seiten
...seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead— the child of our...our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air. Year after year her tender... | |
 | 1856 - 1026 Seiten
...heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal...sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air: Year after year, her tender steps... | |
 | 1850 - 642 Seiten
...seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our...sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year her tender steps... | |
 | M. A. H. - 1849 - 160 Seiten
...but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of oar affection, — But gone unto that school Where she...from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus do we walk with her, and... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1849 - 934 Seiten
...suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She ie not dead— the child of our affectionBut gone unto that school, Where she no longer needs our...sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air} Year нпег year, her tender... | |
 | 1849 - 620 Seiten
...seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our...great Cloister's stillness and seclusion By guardian angrls led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. VOL. II.—... | |
 | 1849 - 742 Seiten
...heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal...our affection — But gone unto that school, Where ehe no longer needs our poor protection And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness... | |
 | Bertie (fict.name.) - 1849 - 134 Seiten
...are not dead ! the (lambs) of our affection, But gone into that school Where (they) no longer need our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule....Safe from temptation — safe from sin's pollution — (They live) whom we call dead. " Day after day we think what (they are) doing In those bright realms... | |
 | 1856 - 1270 Seiten
...heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal,...not dead, — the child of our affection, But gone into that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, For Christ himself doth rule. In that... | |
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