 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1834 - 478 Seiten
...short space) Could see a glimpse of his bright face. When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour ; And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity. Oh, how I long to travel back. And tread again that ancient track ! That I might once more reach that... | |
 | Giles Fletcher - 1836 - 442 Seiten
...space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy...; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through... | |
 | Richard Cattermole - 1836 - 436 Seiten
...space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy...; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense A several sin to every sense ; But felt through... | |
 | 1837 - 646 Seiten
...a white celestial thought — * * * ' * When on some gilded cloud, or flower, My gazing soul could dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity ! Oh ! how I long to travel back, And tread again that ancient track ! That I might once more reach... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1839 - 388 Seiten
...short space) Could see a glimpse of his bright face. When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour ; And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity. Oh, how I long to travel back, And tread again that ancient track ! That I might once more reach that... | |
 | Gems - 1841 - 624 Seiten
...space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy...eternity; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense; But felt through... | |
 | 1842 - 818 Seiten
...to fancy aught, But a white celestial thought. When on some gilded cloud or flower, My piling soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories, spy Some shadows of Eternity — Ere I had taught myself to wound My conscience with a sinful sound: Or had the black art to dispense... | |
 | 1919 - 1188 Seiten
...days, when I Shined in my angel-infancy 1 . . . When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity. More peculiar incitements inspire the fanatic to continue his literary quest • — something, for... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - 578 Seiten
...space, Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy...; Before I taught my tongue to wound My conscience with a sinful sound ; Or had the black art to dispense, A several sin to every sense ; But felt through... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1849 - 608 Seiten
...glimpse of his bright face ; When oniomr yildfd Cloud orjlotrre Ну pa:ing soul vould dictll an hours, e powers of the human mind appear to be really very limited ; but on all the soul to wound My Conscience with a sinfule sound, Or had the black art to dispence A sev'rall sinne... | |
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My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity... 
